The other day I had to stop by a mall on my way home to get some foot stuff and made the mistake of making eye contact with what I like to call a "Mall Carnie" - essentially those aggressive salesmen in the mall usually found in one of these lovely kiosks.
Now, this Mall Carnie didn't work in a kiosk, but it was just as bad. He worked in a store called Orogold.
Now, I only accidentally made eye contact with him because he was kinda cute. I thought he was going to give me a little sample and that would be the end of it, but, no. He sat me down and basically told me all the things that were wrong with me - my eyes were too puffy, my skin wasn't good, blah blah blah. I'm not sure how insulting me would really make me want to try his product because even after he did the "before and after" thing, I still wasn't convinced. I was just annoyed he wasted my time. Stupid mall carnie.
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