My wife Emma has always had a unique sense of style. The way she combines her outfits brings admiration from passersby as well as

everyone who knows her. Her self-confidence is truly inspiring.

However, one day, she started questioning her beauty after she was humiliated by a clerk from a lingerie store.

Namely, Emma saw a sign that the store, which she loved due to the products they offered, as well as the luxurious display window, was hiring.

She was already looking for a job, and this appeared to be the perfect opportunity.

Excited and hopeful, she entered the store and greeted the store assistant, who didn’t appear welcoming.

As Emma asked how she could apply for the job, the sales assistant looked her up and down with a sneer before delivering the blow: “Look, I don’t think you’re pretty enough for this job. NO CHANCE. Don’t even try.”

These words have shaken Emma’s self-confidence.

As she came home, she was in tears.

My wife felt devastated, and I did, too.

I couldn’t believe someone could be so heartless as to tell someone they are ugly right in their face.

At that moment, I was so angry that I made a decision to teach that sell assistant a lesson.

I called my friend Mike. He is a handsome man who works as a talent scout, and I told him about what had happened. He was in for a sweet rev:en:ge, so we headed to the store the following day, making sure that same sell-assistant was there.

As we entered, Mike introduced himself, and I pretended to be buying something.

He talked to her about modeling and told her how he was looking for a new face for an upcoming campaign.

She seemed eager to make a good impression, groomed herself and struck poses, but after some time, just when Emma entered the store, Mike told the sell assistant, “Sorry, you are not what we are looking for.” He then turned to Emma, pretending to see her for the first time in his life, and said, “Miss, have you ever considered working as a model? You would be the perfect fit.”

Emma smiled, and the sales assistant was mad to receive a taste of her own medicine.

We all left the store, and while Emma felt a bit sorry for the woman, I knew she deserved it.

I wanted Emma to learn that her self-worth and self-confidence came from within and not from what others think of her.