Henrietta was casually shopping in posh London store Harrods, she suddenly farts, very embarrassed, she looks around nervously to see if anyone noticed her little woops and prays that a sales person was not anywhere near.
As she turns around, her worst nightmare materialises in the form of a salesman standing right behind her – Good looking and cool as a cucumber, he displays all of the qualities one would expect of a professional in a store like Harrods. He politely greets the lady with,
‘Good day, Madam. How may we help you today?
Blushing and uncomfortable, but still hoping that the salesman somehow missed her little ‘incident’, she asks, ‘What is the price of this lovely bracelet?’
He answers, “Madam – if you farted just looking at it – you’re going to shit yourself when I tell you the price!”