The head lady was extremely tightly-dressed (and tightly-wound). Her cohort, by complete contrast, was street casual. They’re trying to get a room of sweaty high school and college kids hyped to sell cutlery products. 🧵
I’m holding it together through the lecture portion, but then she opens the door by saying, “I’ll role-play as a member of his [Streetwear Guy]’s family, and he’ll show you how we conduct our sales pitches.”
They start the scene. Suddenly, I’m supposed to just believe she’s grandmotherly age. Fine. Whatever. At least he’s wearing sneakers, like the rest of us are. Most believable person on the damn stage, Streetwear. I hope good things happened to you, sir.
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Like a bard, I shall assert dominance … with! Vicious mockery!