The Problem with Outlet Stores

I step into Sephora wearing my waders and ask the salesperson if they sell live bait. She looks at me like I’m some sort of cretin.
Fly Fishing Hobby
Fly Fishing Hobby. Caucasian Fisherman with a Rod at the Lake.
Then I ask if I can use the can, and she doesn’t understand that expression. But the manager does and tells me to get lost. So I get into it with both of them, wondering why the Hell they build a store like this right next to my favorite fishing hole. 
Like a cutthroat, I was attracted to the bright shiny colors
After some harsh words were said, I end up spending $68 on Drunk Elephant Polypeptide Moisturizer, which works like a charm. Turns out it is fantastic for the loss of firmness and elasticity of my skin, a damn good moisturizer that also keeps them pesky mosquitos away.
Great facilities in the Nike Store: a two-seater.  Kimberly-Clark dispenser always up to par, but typical abrasive texture found in public restroom tissues.