Chapter 299: Chapter 298.

Chapter 298. My Birthday: Knowledge Test. (3/6)

When the representative finished up with Alicia’s and Rosa’s vision test, I was next up.

She unenthusiastically pointed to the single letter at the top and said, “When I point to a letter, say it out loud.”

“Okay.”

“I said, say it out loud, not to say ‘okay.’ Well, I guess that’s a deduction. Can’t understand simple questions. Duly noted.”

“I! It’s I!”

“Tsk, say so sooner.”

She pointed at the first letter in the second row.

“M.”

She moved one over to the right.

“A.”

Third row, second letter.

“B.”

Third row, first letter.

“I.”

Fourth row, fourth letter.

“T.”

Sixth row, fifth letter.

“C.”

“Is this how you normally conduct the vision test?” I couldn’t hold myself back from asking.

“I don’t believe that was on the page. If you’re seeing that, we might need to have you undergo a medical exam to check for brain damage.”

My lips twitched uncontrollably. I’ve never encountered such an unbearable bitch before. “There’s no need for that. I don’t see that on the page.”

She suddenly jumped down and pointed at the first letter in the eighth row.

“H.”

“Now, what does that spell?”

“Huh? Uh… let’s see. I-M-A… B-I… T-C-H. I’m a bitch?”

“Yes, you are.”

“No, isn't that you?”

“Huh? You’re calling me a bitch? I guess we’ll have to refuse you service for using derogatory language against an employee. Please come back when you learn to respect women.”

I’m done. Can I kill her?

Can I seriously kill this bitch?

My first time through life, this chick wasn’t like this at all. What was different between then and now? Hmm… well, it had to be that, right? I glanced at Alicia and Rosa beside Irene who’d returned to the waiting area. Alicia waved with an innocent smile when she noticed me looking their way.

I looked back at the representative and bluntly responded, “Look, just because you’re single and don’t have a boyfriend doesn’t give you the right to be an irreconcilable bitch.”

“Should I call security to escort you out for verbally abusing me?”

This was the worst. What was I supposed to even do here? Difficult, irrational women like her were the worst to deal with. She was the one in the position of power here. I could ask to speak to her manager, but I hated doing that sort of thing. She’d just go and make up some lies to the manager to get them on her side before I got to tell my side of the story. 

Since I was a guy, I’d be automatically viewed as the party at fault. It’s always the guy’s fault. Girls could go and make themselves look cute or pretty and everything would be fine for them. Society was too damn unfair.

“Look, can I please just finish this vision test and get my license?”

“Read all the letters on the eighth line out loud.”

“B-E-F-P-O-T-E-C.”

“Wrong.”

“Huh? How are they wrong? That’s exactly what’s there.”

“No. The letters are B-E-F-P-O-T-E-C.”

“Uh… that’s exactly what I said.”

“No, it’s not. You said, E-C-F-D-O-E-P-G.”

“I didn’t say that at all. Maybe you need to get your hearing tested.”

There’s no winning here. I lose no matter what. It was a mistake to come to this shitty place. I should have known better.

“You’ll need to get prescription glasses and try the vision test again before we can issue you your license.”

“Can I try again right now with my friends here?”

“No.”

“Can I speak to you manager?”

“There isn’t one around right now.”

“How do you know there isn’t one around when you haven’t checked?”

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“Because there isn’t one scheduled for today at this time. They’re off.”

“Then I’ll settle for any representative other than you.”

“Heh, sure.”

What is wrong with her!

I’ve never been so frustrated in my life. What’s with this unjust treatment?

When the representative stepped away, she walked over to another representative assisting someone else.

He immediately frowned and looked over at me as the woman explained the situation to him. Explained, more like, lied through her teeth. The man’s expression soured as she explained. It didn’t look good for me at all. I’d run into a true bitch to the core.

God, I hate this place. No, I just genuinely hate society.

I turned to my group in the waiting area helplessly. When they finally realized something was up, they stood up and approached the counter.

Irene immediately asked, “What’s wrong? Of all things to fail, you’re not going to tell me you failed the vision test, are you?”

“I’d like to redo it, but I’m not being given the chance to. I’d also like for you three to be here when I do it and for one of you to secretly record it if I get the chance to redo it.”

That was just about the only way I stood a chance. By threatening legal action with evidence.

Rosa made an okay gesture with her hand and hid behind Alicia, hugging her from behind with her phone out in one hand. Her phone screen was pressed up flat against Alicia while recording. It looked natural and you couldn’t tell she was recording anything.

When the male representative finished up with the person he was handling, he headed over to us with the woman at her side.

“Sir, how may I help you today?” His words sounded polite, but his tone was unfriendly.

I didn’t speak up, instead, Irene did.

“My son would like to redo the vision test, but he’s not being allowed to. Is there any way you could make an exception? It’s his birthday today.” Irene blatantly lied about our relationship without batting an eye.

“I’m very sorry, Ma’am, based on what my colleague has told me, there’s no doubt about his failure in the vision test. He will require prescription glasses before we can let him try again and issue his license.” When he spoke to Irene, his tone was much more amicable compared to the biased unfriendly way he addressed me.

“In that case, can you just let him try one more time without the need to issue his license even if he does somehow pass? We will accept the result of prescription glasses, I just want to confirm how bad my precious son’s vision is for myself. Can’t you do me this one favor? Pret-ty please~” Irene leaned in over the counter and accentuated her cleavage while asking flirtatiously.

The man’s eyes lowered a bit as he snuck a peek, “Hmm… well, I suppose if you just wanted to see for yourself… it would be fine.”

The woman who realized what Irene was doing quickly interjected, “What! Hey, we can’t do that! We have other people to help. We’re busy. Plus, it would be pointless since I already told him what the letters were after he failed. Redoing it would be completely meaningless.” The woman chimed in.

“Just use a different eye chart.” The man gave an immediate reply.

“Huh? No way, this kid used vulgar language with me and was belligerent. He should take some time to cool his head off and come back when he’s ready to be civil about things.”

“Ran, did you say anything vulgar?”

“No, I didn’t.”

“What! You said that I’m a bitch!”

“I never said that.”

“Are you calling me a liar!”

I put on an innocent look and said, “No. All I said was that you have very pretty eyes.” Your eyes are the ugliest I’ve ever seen, bitch. If you can lie, I can lie too.

“You never said that!”

“But I did. Do you have any proof that I didn’t say that?”

“Then you sexually harassed me!”

“Telling someone they have pretty eyes is sexual harassment?” I asked quizzically.

“No, you touched me inappropriately.”

“Uh… where and when did I touch you exactly?”

“My leg. You touched my leg.”

“But…”

“No buts, you creep! Don’t try to make excuses!”

“Uhm, excuse me, you’re saying my son touched your leg and sexually harassed you?”

“Yes, I can press charges.”

“When did he touch your leg exactly?”

“By the station earlier.”

Alicia suddenly spoke up to defend me, “I was beside Ran when he got to the station the entire time and I didn’t see anything of the sort happen.”

“You-”

Irene cut her off before she could dismiss Alicia’s claim, “Yes, and there’s also a camera pointed at the stations at all times to watch for any cheating, isn’t there? If we review the footage from that-”

“Huh! Uh… no. I meant to say…” Her eyes darted about the room in a panic until they landed on the camera watching the counter behind us. She continued, “Uh… it was… right here. Yeah, I meant he touched me when we were here at the counter.”

“Oh my~ That’s quite something~ The only camera pointed at the counter is the one behind us in the waiting area~ If my son touched you, it might not catch the act at that angle. But… you know~ isn’t there something like really strange~”

“What’s strange?”

“Well~ how exactly did my son touch your leg from this side of the counter without anyone noticing? I mean, if it was your arm or chest, it might be possible and make sense… but, your leg? Isn’t that like really strange~? It’s too far away and he can’t reach your leg at this distance. Could it be~ could it be~ that~ you~ are~ ly~ing~?”

The way Irene spoke sounded quite playful, but her words were filled with endless threats. The smile on her face was by no means a friendly one.

Irene’s the best. The number one wife you could always rely on. I couldn't help but think that.

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