Shouty

Some customer-mistresses can't help but SHOUT their orders contemptuously down at me. That's because, quite rightly, they realise they are infinitely better than me and that I am just a piece of garbage at their feet. But, pathetically, I don't mind being shouted at if it means I get to see a pretty sock inside a shoe!












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