I don't know how many French people you have met over the years, but most of them are insufferable.

This week has been one of those weeks that makes me doubt the human race.

I have dealt with demanding French women (who had saggy boob and blamed me for the sagging), and a French woman who couldn't find her size and claimed it was because "American women are strong" aka "Fat". Both felt the need to talk very condescendingly to me. I'll be damn if I will allow a french person to treat me like crap in my own country.

There was also the man, from who knows where, who wanted a girdle for his over indulged aka "fat" daughter. But to get the right size for her demanded I stop what I was doing and grab a tape measure. I had to walk away so I wouldn't scream.

And of course there is always the older women who come in wanting a new bra that doesn't make them look fat. You know, they want me to get rid of that side fat that hangs under their arms. Ya, I have nothing to fix that, besides getting some kind of nip or tuck or just watching what they eat.

And I still have to work Saturday.

I need a new job.

And I think a new city.