Yesterday, I went to Kohl's, just getting a little retail therapy in.I had one of my irritating days at the Le Lion. I was browsing around the cosmetics area and ended up over in the Flirt! near the foundation and lipsticks. There was a sista(African-American woman, lol!) over there with me. She had a little girl in a stroller and she was trying to find a foundation or powder and she kept mumbling to herself or to her little girl about how she didn't know what she was doing.
So, here I am standing there in a Food Lion polo and khakis, not looking like I work there.I looked around and saw that SA was ringing someone up at the register.Although I wanted to, I didn't help the sista. I felt,first, like I would come off as a know-it-all in Food Lion polo shirt. Sistas, well, women overall in the Upstate are kinda standoffish to be southern women. You don't know if to speak or not. You might the cold shoulder or worse!.
Then, of course, I don't work there. So many, many, many times in the past, I have been used for my makeup and fashion capabilities and either been underpaid and not paid at all. Everytime, I would go somewhere with my friends or co-workers I would become the "expert" on everything and got no shopping for myself!! After a while it gets old and you feel like that's the only reason you are there in the mix.And I feel like I have to the experience and knowledge to command to be compensated for what I do. Done with that! (snaps)
So, here come the salesperson, trying to help. I walked away but I felt, little bad. Should I've helped her or did do the right thing and stayed in my lane?
Jamie
