A group of college students asked for the student price. I’d previously gotten in trouble for failing to thoroughly check student IDs, so I figured I should follow through. They didn’t have them.
I was on my own and I ordinarily wouldn’t care, but one of the guys annoyed me, so I told them they would have to pay full price.
"Pretty soon I learned some lingerie truths: older women only buy black pants and the "returns" counter was a perfect place to experience the British middle class attempting to get in touch with their anger."
