The shoe salesman wasn't particularly afraid of spiders, even a giant tarantula such as his patron. He was more concerned as his ex wife recently threatened legal action if his alimony cheques weren't received by month's end and his rent was now two months overdue and the landlord threatening to seek eviction. If he could just talk this customer into buying four pairs of Christian Louboutin shoes, the commission alone would put him back ahead of the game. He must not fuck this sale up. Little did he know the tarantula had no intention of buying any shoes and was just bored waiting for her friend at the DMV. Hell, she hadn't even brought her purse.
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