Alors, contente ?
By salimacara - 04/11/2008 14:31
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By salimacara - 04/11/2008 14:31
By ShoesSalomon - 25/07/2015 22:14 - France - Saint-julien-en-genevois
By Tchactchactchac - 16/05/2015 17:54 - Pays-Bas
Coucou! Je suis l'auteure, je viens de créer un compte. Merci de m'avoir publiée, ça me fait tout chaud dans mon p'tit cœur. :) Bon alors un peu plus d'explications... Cette anecdote s'est passée il y a un moment. En fait nous étions 2 à partager la chambre pour des raisons de place, et on se demandait ce que c'était que ce bruit (relativement faible cela dit). On a cherché d'où ça venait et ça venait de toute évidence de la porte d'en face dans le couloir: la chambre d'un collègue. Dans mon imaginaire de fille innocente qui plane, ça m'évoquait le bruit que font les griffes de mon chien sur le carrelage quand il fait une crise d'épilepsie. J'étais donc plus en mode alerte, quand un léger soupir de la part de mon collègue a déclenché une réaction en chaîne dans ma tête: soupir->masturbation -> TchacTchac= bracelet secoué -> imagination de la scène -> aaah huuu berk oups -> mouaha LOL quand même. Donc non, nous ne l'avons pas surpris, et non il ne l'a jamais su, et c'est tant mieux. Nous avons gentiment refermé la porte de notre chambre un peu gênées, mi-désolées et mi-dégoûtées de cette intrusion involontaire dans sa vie privée. Mais bon finalement, le comique de situation nous a bien fait marrer. ^^ Pour la défense de mon collègue, nous étions itinérants et il faisait partie de ceux qui ne pouvaient pas rentrer chez eux même le WE pendant plus d'un mois. C'était le genre de chose qui pouvait naturellement arriver, inutile de juger, la gène n'a pas duré. Il n'était pas particulièrement bruyant mais les murs n'étaient vraiment pas isolés. Voilà les petits loups, vous savez tout. Allez en paix, poutous, toussa... :D
By Fallait pas... - 13/05/2015 07:09 - France - Paris
By chloe_zjk - 29/01/2015 09:26 - France
Bonjour ! Je suis l'auteure de la VDM :) Alors pour la petite histoire, aucune des clientes n'osait donner à l'autre la chaussure manquante, de peur de dire adieu à son coup de coeur, mais heureusement, c'était dans la bonne humeur, et on a bien ri. J'ai finalement convaincu mes clientes d'essayer chacune leur tour la paire complète, et ouf, elle était trop petite pour l'une des clientes. Elle a donc abandonnée, dépitée, car je n'avais plus sa taille. Ce qui est hallucinant, c'est qu'attirées par les rires, deux autres clientes sont venues dans ce coin du magasin. Et se sont du coup montrées très intéressées par ce modèle. ça doit être un phénomène psychologique du genre " si tout le monde se bat pour l'avoir, c'est que ce modèle doit être vraiment génial, donc je le veux aussi!" Car ce jour-là, en 5 minutes, j'ai finalement vendu cette paire de chaussures en trois exemplaires, elle qui d'habitude n'attire pas spécialement qui que ce soit. (pis que moi je trouve moche personnellement, mais bon, des goûts et des couleurs on ne discute pas !)