using her husband's clothes

I work in a natural body care shop where we make our own products. Our bestseller is our handmade soaps. Our store smells amazing so when people ask how to get them smell I tell them to do our 10 bar of soap deal. That way they can tuck the bars of soap in different places and their house while you aren’t using it and clothes will smell nice. This woman and her husband come in and they demand my utmost attention, even scoff when I greet other customers.

When she asks that very same question I tell her that answer. “I just want the smell. I don’t want that much.” It’s obvious these people have a lot of money so I just say five bars of soap is a good deal too. She sighs and then has me do her shopping for her. She then picks out other soaps anyways. When I’m ringing her out she looks at me and says “if I don’t smell it I’m going to return them.”

One, you can’t return the soap once you’ve bought it. It’s unhygienic. Two, you get used to smells. That’s basic human anatomy. Even with essential oils you grow used to the smell over time like with anything. Three, where did she even get off? It wasn’t even a question.She just flat out told me.

I just smile and tell her that she would grow used to it. Not only that it was SOAP. Not an air freshener. The soap would scent up the house when used in a hot shower anyways. 

“I want my cabin to smell like this store. If it doesn’t I’m calling your manager anyways to complain about the product.”

Like, honey, good luck. The manager is the one who makes it and formulated it. You complain to her she’s going to give you the lowdown so hard.

The four levels of Sheev Palpatine, AKA Darth Sidious:

The Emperor: the vague, foreboding title used exclusively for anything post-RotS.

Examples: “The Rebellion fought to overthrow the Emperor.” “The Emperor visited the planet.”

Palpatine: the formal, overarching historical reference, but more personal.

Examples: “Palpatine ruled the galaxy”, “Palpatine was plotting against the Jedi”.

Darth Sidious: The Big Bad, the ominous Final Boss, a name that fully recognizes his evil and power.

Examples: “While Darth Maul was terrifying, even he was frightened of Darth Sidious.” “The Jedi were no match for Darth Sidious.”

Sheev: He’s just being a troll.

Examples: “Padme told Sheev about how wonderful her friend was, and so he had her friend assassinated.” “Sheev built the Imperial ballroom over the old Jedi mausoleum so he could literally dance on their graves.” “Sheev made Padme lose the will to live, blamed it on her husband, and then used her clothes to sell merchandise.”

Laundry Day

(or how Maddie Fenton learned an important thing about mixing detergent and ghost repellent…)

The green stain on the otherwise white t-shirt brought a frown to the woman’s face. Of course, avoiding ectoplasm spatters was an absolute challenge in the Fenton household due to the amount of devices using this substance. That was why Maddie and her husband had traded regular clothing to their now trademark hazmat suits. But having to always wash traces of ectoplasm from Danny’s laundry was beginning to unsettle her.

The reason behind the stains wasn’t the real issue since she knew ghost attacks were much more frequent at Casper High. A school full of angst-ridden teenagers was like a buffet for creatures feeding from negative emotions. Aside from that, both Fenton parents believed the school was Phantom’s main haunt, which would attract even more specters that wanted to take down the ghost kid. Why the school hadn’t approved the budget for a longer-lasting ghost shield was still beyond her…

No, what had her worried was the persistence of ectoplasm on her son’s wardrobe. It was obvious the hundreds of products she had already tried were useless against such a foreign substance. She wondered if that was why he often triggered their inventions. Even if the amount of goop wouldn’t activate bigger alarms, it could be the just enough to set off their gadgets in a closer range.

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