"Boss, I know you really want me to wear that uniform, but it's just not me." Mr. Fleming sighs and rubs his chin.
"Okay, Steven. I guess you can wear something else. Why don't you go buy some 'work' clothes? Here's some money, I expect change, Steven."
"Plant's honor." I give a small salute, but Mr. Fleming only rolls his eyes.
As I'm driving to the mall, I try to think of all the cool outfits I could get. Should I go for a James Bond look or an attire like Captain America or Ironman? I park my car outside and trot into some clothing store. I'm not good with store names.
"Hello, where's the men's clothing?"
"Sir, this is a makeup store." Confusion sets in and I glance around. Sure enough, I'm in a fully stocked makeup store. I briskly walk away before I'm judged any further. Once I enter into the body of the mall, I don't know which store to go to. Hot Topic? I can see a Captain America jacket through the window and decide to look around. I buy the ironman jacket, but I'm going to dye it green.
I walk down the hall of shops again and see the sign Justice. The clothes inside must make you look like justice! Or like the justice league! I almost sprint in. I'm puzzled when I see small pink outfits and mainly little girl clothes. What is with these store names? I try to find another store and stop when I see one with mannequins in fancy men's clothing from the window. I don't recognize the name of the store, just like all the others. I really need to get out more. As I fight my way through racks and clothes, I manage to find the section I'm looking for. I grab the dress shirts and dress pants that I know are my size. As I'm heading back to the checkout counter, I freeze by an isle of cool sunglasses. I just need some cool shades to complete the outfit.
I walk into headquarters with a few bags and take the elevator up to my boss's office. Once I walk in, Mr. Fleming raises an eyebrow.
"I can see you found some stuff?"
"You bet!" I hand him back a small amount of change.
"Well, what did you get?"
"Let's just say you can call me," I take the shades out of the bag and put them on, dramatically staring off into space, "Leefe. Steven Leefe." Mr. Fleming rubs his forehead.
"Sometimes I don't know why I hired you. You're unbelievable."
"Love you, too, Boss!"
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Sassy and Planty-how it should have gone
SonstigesSo we're going to write a book, but before we actually write it, we're going to write down scenes or moments we think are funny that probably won't be in the book. It is suppose to be funny. Please enjoy
