Vanessa gets angry

After a very long and painfully slow 15 minutes, Vanessa was finally next in turn to speak to the lady at the help desk. She groaned as Vanessa approached the desk, the butt naked woman had already drawn enough attention to herself. "Can I help you?" She asked, trying to keep a polite tone.

Vanessa took a deep breath and readied her complaint. "What the fuck was that!? I asked to fix my problem not find new ones!!" Vanessa yelled. "I'm sorry I'm afraid I don't know what you mean." The lady responded, she kept looking around at the people walking past who were staring at Vanessa. "What do you fucking mean!? You put me in that machine! It gave me THIS!!" Vanessa screamed, she turned around to reveal her big round butt and pointed to the humiliating tattoos it now sported.

The help desk lady nearly burst out laughing, she had to turn away to prevent her from erupting. "Holy shit! I didn't think you'd actually agree to the tattoos!" The black woman chuckled. Vanessa could see the woman holding back a laugh, which angered her.

Vanessa suddenly vaulted over the desk and tried to grab the woman, she was so fed up of the way she'd been treated she felt the need to end it immediately. The woman was prepared for Vanessa though, because just as Vanessa had climbed over the desk the woman immediately moved backward. This caused Vanessa to flop onto the floor after reaching her arms out in a pathetic attempt to grab her.

The help desk lady grabbed Vanessa from under her arms and slammed her against a wall in her booth. Vanessa tried to break free, but the black lady was very strong and tightened her grip. "You stupid dumb bitch! Do you know how people are tryna hunt you down right now!? I saved yo fat white ass and this is how you repay me!?" The help desk lady yelled at Vanessa, in full view for everyone in the queue. Some people even had their phones out to record a naked Vanessa Sinclair be told off by a black woman.

"I I DON'T CALL GETTING UNWANTED FUCKING TATTOOS HELP!!" Vanessa screamed back, kicking the black lady's shins. The help desk lady didn't even flinch, as she kept both of her eyes locked into Vanessa's. "You managed to get them all by yourself! Not me! I just did my job and took you to the place you needed to go!" She responded.

Vanessa continued her outburst, trying to get a reaction from the woman. "YOU STILL TOOK MY CLOTHES, FUCKING PERVERT!" Vanessa argued back. The help desk lady was already fed up with Vanessa's bullshit. "Right that's it! You clearly won't stop, so I guess I have ****..."