A hot young twenty-something woman rents a movie. The hot young twenty-something woman fails to return it and Fernando winces in folly because she lacked a formal account at the store because...well, embarrassingly, her voluminous assets distracted Fernando from ensuring he had contact information in the case exactly this would happen. Fernando uses his savvy talents to track her down via a book of faces and, fortunately, she returns the movie. Unfortunately, the late fees are not taken care of when the movie resurfaces in the drop box.
About a month later the hot young twenty-something woman returns to the store and Fernando informs her on the status (or lack thereof) of her account and late fees, and that she would not be renting unless they were paid off in full and she filled out an account application.
On this particular day, she was wearing a rather low-cut shirt and a fairly gravity-defying bra, and she made it a point of order to lean over the counter most alluringly. “Are you sure you can't let me rent?” At this point she hunches her forearms and makes vast troughs of flesh bulge explosively.
Fernando takes in the view for a moment before returning his gaze to her eyes. “I'm sure. Thanks, though.”
A flicker of confusion crosses her countenance before Fernando continues, “You still have to pay your late fees before you can rent again.”
Ha. Doesn't she know that tits aren't valid currency?
ReplyDeleteMaybe she thought I deal in a barter economy...?
ReplyDeleteI did once trade a movie for a Subway sub, though, so there's that.