Instead of being asked to reveal my torso and act as a "human mannequin" (no lie, thats the actual term my employers use) to be ogled at by middle aged women and teenage girls, and trying to "make them feel sexy" (again, just quoting what my managers tell me to do)....
I would like to burn my store to the ground, with the sheer force of my hatred for it, then walk out of the wild flames like a vengeful demigod, and calmly explain to each and every one of the awestruck survivors in the mall the concept that, even when AF says something is 30 percent off, they must take into account that they are beginning from a gross margin of over 500%, and therefore, they are still making 470% gross margin on you. And not because the clothes are of poor quality. I will be the first to admit that this is not true.
While I do not like the style itself, or the message that AF projects, (because it is a lie and scam that uses naive kids like myself to encapsulate this...fake idea of life), the clothing is of a decent quality. However, it is produced by 5-15 year old children who have their ankles handcuffed to a loom somewhere in the Philippines or Vietnam.
Sadly, as we still labor under the whips and within the bars of a monetary system, I need the job so I can pay for my car insurance, and to continue eating the ridiculous amount of sushi I do each day.
