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Human contact
Chantal's been looking for a long time. Among other things, she is looking for this particular perfume, which she could spray on herself in order not to appear vulgar. In a blog for professionals it said: "The customer appreciates it when the service provider wears a fragrance that is of high quality"
In the noble perfume - department she lets her eyes wander over the different offers. She doesn't speak French, but she knows what "Bibliothe-que" means. Library.
A salesgirl comes running up to me right away.
"What kind of brand is this," Chantal asks.
"I've never seen it before."
From Sweden.
I see. Pippi Longstocking was Chantal's favorite show. And the book "Pipi auf Taka-Tuka -Land" was not bought by her mother because it was available in the school library. "We have no money for books. Go to the loan desk."
"Why the strange name?"
Oh, I see. Not the first scent to simulate a library in a bottle. There are others... i used to have a scented candle here.
"Do you like books?"
Chantal hasn't read since childhood.
Just her cell phone. Sometimes something about hip clubs or fashion trends. The weather report. Megan Markle's wedding.
"Would you like to have a sniff anyway?"
Yeah, what else? Give me that.
Plums. Plums for sure.
"It starts relatively fruity".
Okay. Okay. So intellectual fruit. Then soft smell of leather.
Some customers wear these things.
Mostly those who talk for hours.
Someone once ordered her to his penthouse. There he wanted to be tied to a clothes stand between two bookshelves and some strangely untidy moving boxes. Chantal should do it with a woolen scarf. It smelled a little like mothballs.
"Patchouli! Does that mean anything to you?"
Well, she's not that stupid.
"In the drydown. Hence the Library Association."
Just because?
"What's he evoking in you?"
"I don't know, I don't know. I mean, he smells... fine? What do you mean?"
"You must like him, not me."
Chantal closes his eyes for a moment. If anyone asked for the name, it was cool.
"Biblio-the-que". It'll work, it'll sound smart. Plums and leather don't go together for her, but she still likes the result. When she stows the plain bottle in her Guess bag - a blatant contrast.
Your IPhone is ringing. Next job. The customer is waiting in the lobby of the Frankfurter Hof. Quick the library - buy fragrance and ab.
-----
This time it was not a banker, but the boss of a company that manufactures intelligent milking machine robots.
These can replace the veterinarian nowadays.
But that's exactly why, according to the customer, he likes human contact. It's enough for him if he has so much to do with robots on the job.
"By the way, you smell very different from the other girls," he says to Chantal. "You're kind of a smart one. All you need is a book in your hand. Next time, meet me at the library. I've been dreaming about this for years...".
"That's an extra charge. Fancy places, public places and such...".
In the shower, she thinks of Taka Tuka Land. One day she wants to go there.
In the noble perfume - department she lets her eyes wander over the different offers. She doesn't speak French, but she knows what "Bibliothe-que" means. Library.
A salesgirl comes running up to me right away.
"What kind of brand is this," Chantal asks.
"I've never seen it before."
From Sweden.
I see. Pippi Longstocking was Chantal's favorite show. And the book "Pipi auf Taka-Tuka -Land" was not bought by her mother because it was available in the school library. "We have no money for books. Go to the loan desk."
"Why the strange name?"
Oh, I see. Not the first scent to simulate a library in a bottle. There are others... i used to have a scented candle here.
"Do you like books?"
Chantal hasn't read since childhood.
Just her cell phone. Sometimes something about hip clubs or fashion trends. The weather report. Megan Markle's wedding.
"Would you like to have a sniff anyway?"
Yeah, what else? Give me that.
Plums. Plums for sure.
"It starts relatively fruity".
Okay. Okay. So intellectual fruit. Then soft smell of leather.
Some customers wear these things.
Mostly those who talk for hours.
Someone once ordered her to his penthouse. There he wanted to be tied to a clothes stand between two bookshelves and some strangely untidy moving boxes. Chantal should do it with a woolen scarf. It smelled a little like mothballs.
"Patchouli! Does that mean anything to you?"
Well, she's not that stupid.
"In the drydown. Hence the Library Association."
Just because?
"What's he evoking in you?"
"I don't know, I don't know. I mean, he smells... fine? What do you mean?"
"You must like him, not me."
Chantal closes his eyes for a moment. If anyone asked for the name, it was cool.
"Biblio-the-que". It'll work, it'll sound smart. Plums and leather don't go together for her, but she still likes the result. When she stows the plain bottle in her Guess bag - a blatant contrast.
Your IPhone is ringing. Next job. The customer is waiting in the lobby of the Frankfurter Hof. Quick the library - buy fragrance and ab.
-----
This time it was not a banker, but the boss of a company that manufactures intelligent milking machine robots.
These can replace the veterinarian nowadays.
But that's exactly why, according to the customer, he likes human contact. It's enough for him if he has so much to do with robots on the job.
"By the way, you smell very different from the other girls," he says to Chantal. "You're kind of a smart one. All you need is a book in your hand. Next time, meet me at the library. I've been dreaming about this for years...".
"That's an extra charge. Fancy places, public places and such...".
In the shower, she thinks of Taka Tuka Land. One day she wants to go there.
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