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Say It With Your Purse

Allow me to stray off topic for this one.

I was having a conversation recently with a friend/MUA/fellow beauty lover. I recommended a store in which she could find a product she was looking for. Her response basically was one of my favourite Bajan sayings: "dem caan spend my money". She went on to describe the racist/classist treatment she received while in the store. She was judged based on Lord knows what as not worthy of their assistance.

Now, I'm gonna tell you something I don't admit often. I am a creative. Singing, dancing, acting, creative writing...I've done it. It's in my genes. The only thing I truly suck at is drawing/painting. I say that to say, creatives are usually uber conscious; almost on the verge of paranoia. We sense "vibes", we pick up on "energy"; all that mumbo jumbo (I kid I kid). So when I am in a store and I sense that the store owner/staff "getting on funny" I am rarely wrong.

On the flip side, I have worked in retail from the time I was 17. I know sometimes you can have a bad day/moment/week. I know sometimes Massuh does be riding yuh backside. I know sometimes customers can be so *&^%$#@ infuriating. It's all well and good to say leave your problems at home but hey, we're human. Shit happens.

Treating customers poorly based on their race or perceived class is never acceptable. Never. No time atall. Anytime you fall victim to such treatment stop. spending. your. money. there.

I found the timing of the aforementioned conversation so ironic. You see, I continued to shop at two stores where I was treated suspect. I tried to justify it: "man you overreacting", "they have brands that I can't get anywhere else locally", "man they employ black people that use that money to feed their families", "man the owner might be a &*^%  but the receptionist is nice" blah blah blah. My friend summed up her reasons for her non patronage quite perfectly: "if I ain't good enough for them my money ain't either". Simple so.

Imma follow her example. image

Have a great weekend!

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