kweide wonderland

Early morning, fresh hot coffee running thru the veins. Eyes still tired, ears somehow deaf. I typical office morning. Mrs. Robinson sitting in the bus, watching nothing, just pointing the infinity, day dreaming. She heard the people whispering: “Looks like she …!”, “It´s she, really …!” Mrs. Robinson did not register what it was all about and when she looked up to the people they sticked their faces deep into their magazins, giggling….. She though “what bloody folks…!”
Reaching her company, she walked as every day fast and firm through the hall, passing the receptionist, wondering what they awere giggling about, looking again into their magazins. “Dumb folk” she thought, entering her office. Sitting at her desk she felt okay. She, the chief of marketing! Suddenly the door opened and in came : “Hi, Mrs. Robinson, i am Jim Hanson, the personal assistant of Jack Emerald!” She was shocked. Jack was the top boss, the owner of the company she was working for. “He asked you to come up to him NOW!”
No further words on the floor, eyes from other offices following her, no words from Jim, none in the elevator. They reached Jacks office and suddenly she was in his office. There she was, totally alone on a very thick carpet. 10 Meters in front of Jack.
“I am so proud, you did it, so proud you work for me, for us, Mrs. Robinson!” She understood nothing. “We got your material for that campain and such pictures were so stunning beautiful, our customer instantly decided to do it. They bought the complete set, Mrs. Robinson and YES from today on for the next 14 days they are in all magazins, Vogue took them too ! We are so proud. I ordered all billboards in the city and they show now your fantastic set!” She was puzzled, she understood nothing. “And this is my personal favorit. I took the wall of the cityhall opposite my office window” He opened the window and that was what she saw:

She was under shock.

How the hell did they get her privat pictures ??? “PALMERS is excited to work further with you. They ordered more material for their “Sexy Lingerie” Campain and they selected YOU as their topmodell. We are so proud, Mrs. Robinson. You did a fantastic job.” Than he opened his desk. “take this check as special bonus and go on this style. I am really happy with that.” Her face was 100% red, her haeartbeat at 585, bloodpressure at top level…. She took the magazine from Jacks desk and another shock,

YES, all her selfmade selfportraits in PALMER lingerie at her home, published. HOW ??? She left his office so fast she could, hearing : “Your silky stockings are fantastic, a wonderful match with your black high heels …!” She felt ashamed. Running home…. what has happend ??
She did not know, that this was the revenge of her neighbour, teaming with the owner of the little photoshop around the corner. They took the pictures and sent them to Jack, titeld them as Mrs. Robinson  draft for the Palmer campain :) Sweet revenge…