V-Mark

Mary Stewart served no time; instead, she chose ‘V-Mark.’

She shopped for food and wine, stood in line, then handed the cashier her credit card.

He wore ‘the glasses’—swiped her card and tossed it down. “Enjoy your evening.”

Mary sighed ...

The following day, at her job interview, Mary sat across a manager who wore ‘the glasses.’

“I’m well qualified.” Mary smiled. “I’ve years of experience.”

“Sure, we’ll keep in touch.” The manager AR scanned her with ‘the glasses.’

“That’s it?”

“Ms, I’ve three children. I had four. DUI. He’s ‘V-Marked.’”

Mary ran outside while covering her head, crying.