John’s Escape Plan
Back at the dealership, it felt like John couldn’t wait to dash away from me. “I have to see to other, more important clients,”
he claimed, faking urgency. It was hilarious how desperate he seemed to leave, practically running away the moment we stopped walking.
Watching him evade, I felt satisfaction bubbling inside. It was funny how he acted like I was a waste of his time when his blunder was more entertaining for me.