When Thomas, a rich restaurant owner, notices a young dishwasher frequenting the locker room, he suspects her of theft. He shames her in front of everyone and grabs her bag to check, only to regret it after seeing what’s inside.
Thomas was a wealthy widower in his early 50s who considered himself smart and charming. He despised those who called him ‘bald’ and ‘pot belly man’ behind his back.
Thomas thought he could easily hit on any young and beautiful woman. He never grew tired of flirting, not that he was a full-time flirt, but he never missed the chance whenever he saw gorgeous young ladies.
For Thomas, age was just a number, and it wouldn’t stop him from unleashing his pick-up lines and directing his steamy stares toward women, including the waitresses and dishwashers who worked in his restaurant. Among them was 20-year-old Giselle.
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Giselle was pretty new at the restaurant. She’d been working as a dishwasher for a month. She was a poor widow who had recently lost her husband, the love of her life, Mason. She struggled to make ends meet after the tragedy and came across a ‘We are Hiring’ signboard outside Thomas’s eatery. She applied as a dishwasher and immediately started working with all her diligence and dedication.
Thomas hurried to her and snatched the bag from her hand. It was heavier than he thought and he had no idea what was inside.
Her co-workers warned her about their boss’s attitude towards the female staff. “That man likes to flirt and has even invited some on dates. He thinks money can buy anything,” one of them said.
Giselle shrugged it off. She was focused on keeping her job at any cost. “I know my boundaries!” she said confidently.
But one day, she witnessed the ugly side of her boss.
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“Do you have any idea why I hired you, Miss Giselle?” Thomas had blocked her way as she was leaving at the end of her shift. He grabbed a red rose from a table nearby.
“No, sir. Please excuse me. I have to get home soon.”
“Don’t call me sir, Miss Giselle. Call me Tom!”
Giselle felt helpless and trapped because she was the last to leave the eatery. She had a lot of dishes to do that day.
“It’s getting late…I have to go. Good day, sir!”
But Thomas wouldn’t budge. “I was blinded by your beauty the first day I saw you,” he said cheesily. “I can sing praises of your beautiful smile all day! What do you think? We can go to a resort, have plenty of drinks, and shop for everything you want…Hmmm?!”
Annoyed, Giselle gently pushed Thomas out of her way and stormed out, saying: “I’m here to work, sir. I’m not here for anything other than my job. And I respect my workplace. Thank you, but I’m not the type you’re looking for. Good day, sir!”
Thomas was furious. His ego hurt. “She is, after all, an ORDINARY dishwasher…How dare she turn down my offer? Wait until I show you what I’m capable of.”
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Days passed, but Thomas hadn’t gotten over what had happened. He was not ready to accept defeat or rejection. He kept looking for a way to humiliate Giselle.
One day, he saw her arrive at work with a big bag and walk into the staff room. An evil plan flashed into Thomas’s mind, and he waited for the next few days to make sure Giselle carried this bag every day to work.
He often checked on Giselle and saw her frequenting the locker room during her shift. His suspicions brewed, and he waited until the afternoon when the eatery was busy to pounce on her.
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“Have a nice day! I have to go to the market. I took half a day off,” Giselle said to her friends.
Just as she was about to exit the door, Thomas called out loud: “Wait right there, Miss Giselle! What have you got in your bag today? Have you been STEALING leftovers and dishwashing liquid? You’re FIRED!”
Giselle was startled. She turned around and started to sweat in fear. The guests stared back at her and began whispering things. Her coworkers assembled behind Thomas and were equally shocked.
“I know you’ve been stealing from me. I saw you frequent the locker room at least thrice during your shift. Come here, give me your bag. Let me see what’s inside.”
Giselle was frightened. She wanted to step back and run. “It’s nothing, sir. I just have my lunch box and a set of spare clothes in it.”
But Thomas hurried to her and snatched the bag from her hand. It was heavier than he thought.
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Some curious guests and staff flocked around Giselle and Thomas as he put the bag on a table and took out a little blanket from it. “Oh my God! What is this?!” he exclaimed as the rest gaped in shock.
“Mawww…Mawww…Mawww.” A newborn baby girl wriggled inside the bag, staring back at Thomas with big brown eyes. He was stunned.
“Sir, I can explain,” began Giselle…
“My husband died a few months ago when I was pregnant. After my baby came, I could not find work, and I had nobody to look after her when I joined here. I could not leave her alone at home, so I hid her in the bag and carried her to work. I frequented the staff to feed her and make sure she never made any noise. I was just protecting my baby. I’m not a thief. I didn’t take a crumb from here.”
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Thomas was moved to tears as the baby reminded him of the child he had lost way back. That day, he cried like a kid in front of everyone, exposing a side of him that nobody knew. Thomas folded his palms and immediately apologized to Giselle.
“I’m sorry, Miss Giselle. I lost my wife and child in an accident many years ago. I remained single after that because I feared losing my loved ones again. I never found true love after that. My loneliness turned me into a monster. I’m not bad at heart, but it’s just that I lived with the assumption that money could buy anything, even love. I was wrong.”
Giselle was teary-eyed after learning Thomas’s story. “Sir, I’m sorry for what you went through after losing your family. I’m glad you realized your mistake, at least now.”
Thomas returned the bag with the baby to Giselle. “You may return to work after a month. I’m giving you paid leave so that you can spend time with your child.”
Giselle smiled, and she left the eatery with her baby.
Thomas had decided to double Giselle’s salary once she returned to work so that it would help her hire a nanny to babysit her child while she was away at work. But did he stop flirting after that?!
Unsurprisingly, some old habits die hard, which was true in Thomas’s case! Although he stopped flirting with his female staff, he still did not completely stop hitting on other random women. Only time will tell if Thomas will succeed in finding true love again. But everyone, including Giselle, is glad he realized money isn’t everything.
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What can we learn from this story?
- Never take somebody’s helplessness for granted. Thomas took advantage of his position to flirt with his employee and coerce her to go on a date with him, regretting it later.
- A mother will do anything to protect her child. Giselle secretly brought her newborn baby to work in order to care for her while earning her keep. She risked her job to protect and care for her baby.
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My son and his wife shamed me for wearing red lipstick. I decided to teach them a lesson
The Spark: A Family Dinner Gone Wrong
Edith had always been a vibrant woman, a beacon of confidence and style, even at 75. Her red lipstick was her signature, a mark of her vivacious personality. But that evening, as she prepared for a family dinner, she had no idea that her choice of makeup would ignite a firestorm.
As she carefully applied her favorite shade of red, she felt a sense of nostalgia and pride. This lipstick had seen her through countless milestones, from job interviews to romantic dates with her late husband. It was more than just makeup; it was a symbol of her enduring spirit.
Her son arrived early, catching Edith in the act. With a sneer, he commented, “Mom, you look like a desperate old clown trying to cling to your youth. It’s embarrassing.”
The words hit her like a slap. She paused, the lipstick trembling in her hand. Before she could respond, her daughter-in-law, with a smug smile, chimed in, “Oh, I agree. Red lipstick is not for older people. I think you should stick to what other people are doing.”
Edith’s heart pounded in her chest. The audacity of their remarks left her momentarily speechless. But then, a surge of defiance surged through her. “Honey, why don’t you mind your own business,” she snapped, her voice steady and cold.
Her daughter-in-law looked taken aback, her confidence momentarily shattered. “Sorry, Edith, we just don’t want you to look like a clown,” she muttered, clearly unprepared for Edith’s retaliation.
Her son, trying to regain control of the situation, added with a smirk, “Okay, Mom, enjoy the circus.” His wife let out another laugh, and they both walked away, leaving Edith in a storm of emotions.
From Hurt to Rage: The Turning Point
For a few minutes, Edith stood there, her reflection in the mirror a painful reminder of their cruel words. She felt a deep sadness, the kind that comes from betrayal by those you love most. But as she sat in the corner, the sadness began to morph into something else: rage.
How dare they mock her? How dare they try to strip her of her dignity and individuality? She had spent her entire life building her confidence, refusing to conform to societal expectations, and now, her own family was trying to tear her down.
Edith knew she had to act. This wasn’t just about red lipstick; it was about respect and standing up for herself. She decided to give them a lesson they would never forget.
The Plan: A Week of Preparation
Over the next week, Edith meticulously planned her revenge. She reached out to a few trusted friends and even roped in her neighbor, Mrs. Jenkins, a woman of similar spirit and age. Together, they devised a scheme that was both subtle and impactful.
First, Edith decided to host a grand dinner at her house, inviting not only her son and his wife but also other family members and friends. The guest list was carefully curated to include people who respected her and those who could influence her son and his wife.
She spent days preparing, ensuring everything was perfect. She cooked her son’s favorite dishes, set the table with her finest china, and decorated the house with beautiful flowers. But the centerpiece of her plan was her appearance. On the day of the dinner, Edith wore a stunning red dress and, of course, her signature red lipstick.
The Showdown: A Lesson in Respect
As the guests arrived, Edith greeted them with warmth and grace, her red lips a bold statement of her defiance. Her son and his wife were among the last to arrive, their expressions quickly turning sour upon seeing her.
The dinner began smoothly, with lively conversations and laughter filling the room. But Edith had a surprise in store. As dessert was served, she stood up to make a toast.
“Thank you all for coming,” she began, her voice strong and clear. “I’ve always believed in living life to the fullest and embracing who you are, no matter what others think.”
She glanced at her son and his wife, who were shifting uncomfortably in their seats. “Last week, I was told that I should stop wearing my favorite red lipstick because it’s not appropriate for my age. But I believe that confidence and style know no age.”
The room fell silent, all eyes on Edith. “So tonight, I want to celebrate all of us who refuse to let society dictate how we should look or act. To those who embrace their true selves and live with confidence and grace.”
Her friends and family erupted in applause, many raising their glasses in agreement. Her son and his wife looked mortified, their earlier smugness replaced by embarrassment.
Edith smiled, her red lipstick gleaming under the chandelier. She had made her point loud and clear. Age was just a number, and no one had the right to dictate how she should live her life.
Aftermath: A Changed Dynamic
In the weeks that followed, the dynamic between Edith, her son, and his wife changed. There were no more snide comments or mocking laughs. Her son even apologized, admitting he had been out of line. His wife, too, seemed to have learned her lesson, treating Edith with newfound respect.
Edith continued to wear her red lipstick proudly, knowing that she had stood up for herself and set an example for others. She had shown that age was not a barrier to confidence and self-expression, and in doing so, she had reclaimed her dignity and respect.
Her bold stand had not only silenced her critics but also inspired others to embrace their true selves, proving that sometimes, the most powerful lessons come from the most unexpected places.
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