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This is from a few years ago, before I got married. Something reminded me of this recently so I thought I'd share.
I had just gotten engaged. We bought my engagement ring somewhere other than a jewelry store. I wanted a white gold wedding ring to match the engagement ring.
One of our first stops was at Sears. We go to the jewelry counter.
We were not dressed scruffy. We were very polite, smiling, happy. Not that that lasted long.
There were two ladies working at the counter. We found out later that the one who helped us was the manager.
From the beginning, it was odd. She stated that she could only bring out one ring at a time. Every time she brought one out, she called security on the walky talky. Every freaking time.
That was bad enough. I felt like I was being treated as a thief. I was giving her the benefit of the doubt though... Maybe it was store policy? That was until what I saw next.
There was a young lady who came up to the counter a few minutes after we did. The lady who was helping her treated her ENTIRELY different.
She brought out 5 or 6 at a time. She didn't call security ONCE.
I felt like such a loser then. I don't know what the deal was.
For what it was worth... My (now) husband and I are white. The lady helping us was black. The other customer was Middle Eastern. I don't remember what the other sales clerk was.
I just don't get it...
This is from a few years ago, before I got married. Something reminded me of this recently so I thought I'd share.
I had just gotten engaged. We bought my engagement ring somewhere other than a jewelry store. I wanted a white gold wedding ring to match the engagement ring.
One of our first stops was at Sears. We go to the jewelry counter.
We were not dressed scruffy. We were very polite, smiling, happy. Not that that lasted long.
There were two ladies working at the counter. We found out later that the one who helped us was the manager.
From the beginning, it was odd. She stated that she could only bring out one ring at a time. Every time she brought one out, she called security on the walky talky. Every freaking time.
That was bad enough. I felt like I was being treated as a thief. I was giving her the benefit of the doubt though... Maybe it was store policy? That was until what I saw next.
There was a young lady who came up to the counter a few minutes after we did. The lady who was helping her treated her ENTIRELY different.
She brought out 5 or 6 at a time. She didn't call security ONCE.
I felt like such a loser then. I don't know what the deal was.
For what it was worth... My (now) husband and I are white. The lady helping us was black. The other customer was Middle Eastern. I don't remember what the other sales clerk was.
I just don't get it...
rb
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