The Store Owner’s Daughter Humiliated Me… Until Her Mom Stepped In

Two weeks before my son’s wedding, I finally went out to find a dress.

After a discouraging morning full of ill-fitting styles and unflattering colors, I stumbled upon a small boutique tucked between a café and a jewelry stand.

As soon as I walked in, I saw the dress—an elegant, timeless blue gown that was exactly what I had envisioned.

But the moment was quickly soured by the young woman behind the counter, who was cursing loudly into her phone.

When I asked if the dress came in my size, she rolled her eyes, ended her call, and muttered, “Another one.”

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