These are a couple of incidents that happened to me probably 10-12 years ago, but I will never forget them. I really hate going into dressing rooms in a store but sometimes you have no choice. You can always just buy something, try it on at home to see if you like it, and return it if you don't, but if you live in the country like I do and can't spend all that time or a fortune on gas, it's more practical to try clothes on before buying them.
Anyway, one time I was in a major department store trying on bras. Now, call me crazy, but I find that be a personal matter. So of course, in the cubicle next to me is a lady with a small child, whose head I keep seeing as she's trying to peek under to my side. I don't blame the kid for this as I know she's probably antsy being in there and just naturally curious. However, I firmly believe that it's a parent's responsibility to monitor children's actions and correct when necessary. I am not a prude; however, I don't have any children of my own (except for my furchildren
), and I didn't grow up with sisters, so I'm not really comfortable with having others (besides hubby
) see me when I'm changing. And since I was trying on bras, there was obviously more on display. So after this continued for a couple minutes I became very uncomfortable and said, in a very sweet tone (because I wasn't actually angry with the little girl) "Honey, could you please stay over on your own side?" The little girl immediately complied but her mother pitched a fit. She starts screaming at me, saying things like "Who do you think you are? What, do you think you have something that's no one's ever seen before?" (well, yes in fact except my husband), etc. etc., ad nauseum. She had left her cubicle at this point and stood in front of mine, continuing to yell at me, calling me a b*tch and then assured her daughter "you didn't do anything wrong, honey", and then she finally left. I was so shocked by this, and much more naive at that time, that I simply couldn't utter a word. I just waited until she was gone a few minutes and then left.
Then, I think maybe within a year or two of that experience, I was in a different store trying on some clothes and was in changing room that had doors for each cubicle. I'm in there trying on some pants when someone comes in and grabs the doorknob and starts to open my door. I got so upset and I saw that this was a teenager, and presumably old enough to know better, that I snapped "Did you ever think of knocking?" To her credit the girl did apologize. Once again enter outraged mother, who obviously hadn't had the common sense, consideration, decency and manners to teach her kids that one should not open a door in a dressing room without knocking. Again, I was subjected to screamed abuse from this woman about what a horrible person I was. After she left I was shaking with rage and found my husband and we had to go sit in a back corner of the store so I could calm down.
At this stage in my life I would never allow anyone to treat me like that but as I say, back then I was younger and more naive.
It still never ceases to amaze me how often people will try to open bathroom doors or dressing room doors without knocking first. Were these people raised by wolves, or what? I think it's just symptomatic of people's selfishness and refusal to accept that there is a universe outside of themselves.
Anyway, one time I was in a major department store trying on bras. Now, call me crazy, but I find that be a personal matter. So of course, in the cubicle next to me is a lady with a small child, whose head I keep seeing as she's trying to peek under to my side. I don't blame the kid for this as I know she's probably antsy being in there and just naturally curious. However, I firmly believe that it's a parent's responsibility to monitor children's actions and correct when necessary. I am not a prude; however, I don't have any children of my own (except for my furchildren
), and I didn't grow up with sisters, so I'm not really comfortable with having others (besides hubby
) see me when I'm changing. And since I was trying on bras, there was obviously more on display. So after this continued for a couple minutes I became very uncomfortable and said, in a very sweet tone (because I wasn't actually angry with the little girl) "Honey, could you please stay over on your own side?" The little girl immediately complied but her mother pitched a fit. She starts screaming at me, saying things like "Who do you think you are? What, do you think you have something that's no one's ever seen before?" (well, yes in fact except my husband), etc. etc., ad nauseum. She had left her cubicle at this point and stood in front of mine, continuing to yell at me, calling me a b*tch and then assured her daughter "you didn't do anything wrong, honey", and then she finally left. I was so shocked by this, and much more naive at that time, that I simply couldn't utter a word. I just waited until she was gone a few minutes and then left.Then, I think maybe within a year or two of that experience, I was in a different store trying on some clothes and was in changing room that had doors for each cubicle. I'm in there trying on some pants when someone comes in and grabs the doorknob and starts to open my door. I got so upset and I saw that this was a teenager, and presumably old enough to know better, that I snapped "Did you ever think of knocking?" To her credit the girl did apologize. Once again enter outraged mother, who obviously hadn't had the common sense, consideration, decency and manners to teach her kids that one should not open a door in a dressing room without knocking. Again, I was subjected to screamed abuse from this woman about what a horrible person I was. After she left I was shaking with rage and found my husband and we had to go sit in a back corner of the store so I could calm down.
At this stage in my life I would never allow anyone to treat me like that but as I say, back then I was younger and more naive.
It still never ceases to amaze me how often people will try to open bathroom doors or dressing room doors without knocking first. Were these people raised by wolves, or what? I think it's just symptomatic of people's selfishness and refusal to accept that there is a universe outside of themselves.



Oh. My. God.

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