It was implied by a customer that I am racist.
But I will start at the beginning.
There was snow. And then I had to go to work. It was a slow drive and getting going again from a stopped position emitted horrible wheel spinning from Blueberry. But the light was green and I went forward only to press on the break when some douchebag motherfucker decided to sail across from one of the lesser streets, making me break and promptly slide toward the curb and a telephone pole beside it. Blue luckily didn't hit at a high enough speed to go over the curb and into the pole, instead stopping as it butted against it, but it freaked me out.
Of course there was a car behind me that I tried to wave along as I got my bearings but they remained stopped until I got myself going again and saw through the rearview mirror it turning at the street I had just incorrectly parked in front of.
I get to work and find that nearly everyone called out, even people who live closer than I do to the store. I was consoled in thinking the day would be slow and a lot of bonding between associates would be had.
Once the sun melted the ice on the roads it was game on.
Hoards of people, non-stop checking out that made my middle finger (trigger finger for pricing gun) nerve sensitive by the end of the day, and worst of all, people being dumb about basic things like using a self checkout.
And then the lady effectively called me racist.
I was running low on coin and didn't want to request more as I had less than 30 minutes left before leaving. Two women, both African American women in their middle to late years purchased...I don't even remember what and it doesn't matter. I asked if the woman had the change despite her handing me cash that would cover the whole purchase. She acted like I was rushing her and told me to give her a minute so I explained why I was asking and she said "if I was a white woman, you wouldn't be asking".
I guess this says a lot about me, but I took it as a joke and laughed and emphasized how I had been asking everyone because my drawer was so "paltry" but she just repeated what she said, I laugh it off and finished her transaction, trying to point out my "paltry" change when the drawer opened but was met with a confused yet hostile face. I figured the vocabulary choice may have been a bit out of the norm.
I then asked if she would like a bag for her item and she again said "you wouldn't be asking if I was a white woman!" and then I got that she was serious. I said with not just a little incredibility that I asked everyone if they wanted a bag, but she just repeated her token phrase no matter what I said until I just stopped engaging her as I locked eyes with the cashier across from me and her customer who I felt must have mirrored my expression.
The woman was lucky I didn't freak out, as tired from the day as I was. Needless to say, everyone thought it was quite a ridiculous happening.
But I will start at the beginning.
There was snow. And then I had to go to work. It was a slow drive and getting going again from a stopped position emitted horrible wheel spinning from Blueberry. But the light was green and I went forward only to press on the break when some douchebag motherfucker decided to sail across from one of the lesser streets, making me break and promptly slide toward the curb and a telephone pole beside it. Blue luckily didn't hit at a high enough speed to go over the curb and into the pole, instead stopping as it butted against it, but it freaked me out.
Of course there was a car behind me that I tried to wave along as I got my bearings but they remained stopped until I got myself going again and saw through the rearview mirror it turning at the street I had just incorrectly parked in front of.
I get to work and find that nearly everyone called out, even people who live closer than I do to the store. I was consoled in thinking the day would be slow and a lot of bonding between associates would be had.
Once the sun melted the ice on the roads it was game on.
Hoards of people, non-stop checking out that made my middle finger (trigger finger for pricing gun) nerve sensitive by the end of the day, and worst of all, people being dumb about basic things like using a self checkout.
And then the lady effectively called me racist.
I was running low on coin and didn't want to request more as I had less than 30 minutes left before leaving. Two women, both African American women in their middle to late years purchased...I don't even remember what and it doesn't matter. I asked if the woman had the change despite her handing me cash that would cover the whole purchase. She acted like I was rushing her and told me to give her a minute so I explained why I was asking and she said "if I was a white woman, you wouldn't be asking".
I guess this says a lot about me, but I took it as a joke and laughed and emphasized how I had been asking everyone because my drawer was so "paltry" but she just repeated what she said, I laugh it off and finished her transaction, trying to point out my "paltry" change when the drawer opened but was met with a confused yet hostile face. I figured the vocabulary choice may have been a bit out of the norm.
I then asked if she would like a bag for her item and she again said "you wouldn't be asking if I was a white woman!" and then I got that she was serious. I said with not just a little incredibility that I asked everyone if they wanted a bag, but she just repeated her token phrase no matter what I said until I just stopped engaging her as I locked eyes with the cashier across from me and her customer who I felt must have mirrored my expression.
The woman was lucky I didn't freak out, as tired from the day as I was. Needless to say, everyone thought it was quite a ridiculous happening.
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