I've written about a custy at The Big Fancy who called me up on a busy afternoon and told me I was a dumbass salesperson because I had never heard of Las Vegas bags. She complained that I should have been better trained and "Why is there a guy in handbags anyways! Surely you must have seen these purses. They have LV initials on them and they are everywhere!" Yeah, the dumbassness was on her - - the snooty little bitch thought LV stood for Las Vegas! If only I could have told her, "No ma'am the LV actually stands for Lord Voldemort!" She was such a brainless fashion pirrahanna she probably would have asked me if we carried his clothes!