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I have lived in the land of the free for all of my life, now offically thirty three years and while I have dealt with subtle racism during these past four years, this is the first time I've experienced it just outright from a customer during the time that I've been working for old Wally World.  There is an ugly, old, and rude white customer who honestly seems to not only have an ugly mouth but can't hear for crap who comes into our store sometimes.  He came in to redeem a coinstar voucher and I explained to him that we would need to redeem it first since the self checkout doesn't recognize it.  He looks at me funny and asked me what did I say, my fellow associate decided to explain to him what I said since I will admit that I can't speak very loud.  Apparantely her explaination wasn't good enough and he still demanded to know what I said, I told him that I said what she just told him just now.  Then he asks me "Where are you from?"  I asnwer, "I'm from here, I was born and raised here, sir."  He then responded with a, "Really because you sure don't look like it."  Imagine the shock not only from me but my fellow associates and then he has the nerve to try and backpedal what he said by explaining, "The reason why I asked where you're from is because people around here are more courteous than that, it's clear that you're not."  My fellow co-worker, in an attempt to get him out of the store, offered to help him just to get him out faster, I keep as far from him as possible while I hear him yelling about my refusal to do my job and that he should get me fired.  I know that things are getting worse due to political climate but honestly, this job isn't any better.  Ever since our change with nearly all self checkout, it has led to us having our usual customers being worse, along with even cruder customers just coming out of the woodwork.  It's almost like a virus, a sickness that has spread itself to the point that the only way to kill it would be to destroy it, burn it with fire, or better yet, get a way better job and leave this hell hole for good because this is the final straw, I've had enough and I'm not going to take it any more!  To put it best, I'm fucking done!