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A few bits from my grocery store days...
There was a girl I went to school with and worked with. She had been in a car accident and had a rather large scar going down her cheek. It was noticeable, yes, but if you were a mature decent human being, you'd ignore it and still treat her the same as everyone else!
You'd imagine the only people that would be staring at her and giving her a hard time would be children. For the most part, yes. Little kids stared and pointed. But the most unbelievable thing were the elderly customers who would stare at her, stare at her just like children do. They were totally shameless about it. She'd see them, their eyes totally fixated on her scar. She'd always say something snappy like "Yes, there's a scar there!" or something else that would make them stop and turn away in shame for being so stupid and staring.
There was a mentally disabled bagger (the one that always came to the gas station and hit on me) who little kids constantly stared at and said things about. "Mommy, he talks funny!" "Mommy, he looks funny!" Doesn't anyone teach their children that everyone is different!?
I have always been known for my love of experimenting with makeup. I don't think I've ever worn anything extremely ridiculous......and you'd never imagine that there were people who lived under such big rocks that they'd do this, but people would constantly STARE at my eyes and would make comments like "What is that shit on your face?" The worst was the old ladies with the shaved eyebrows and fake ones drawn in with BLUE eyeliner. They had the gall to make fun of me when they looked much more ridiculous. At least I had my natural brows.
One time a family who all wreeked of cow shit came through my line and I watched the little boy tug at his mom's shirt and make gestures around his eyes as if to signify a racoon. I glared at him and he hid behind his mommy. Thank God she never caught on or complained about me.
People and their kids are extremely hopeless these days. My parents taught me no to make fun of people or say mean things to people like that. If I had a question I was to wait until we got outside. I never made fun of handicapped people or people with scars or birth defects or anything like that, lest I'd get my rear end tanned but good!
There was a girl I went to school with and worked with. She had been in a car accident and had a rather large scar going down her cheek. It was noticeable, yes, but if you were a mature decent human being, you'd ignore it and still treat her the same as everyone else!
You'd imagine the only people that would be staring at her and giving her a hard time would be children. For the most part, yes. Little kids stared and pointed. But the most unbelievable thing were the elderly customers who would stare at her, stare at her just like children do. They were totally shameless about it. She'd see them, their eyes totally fixated on her scar. She'd always say something snappy like "Yes, there's a scar there!" or something else that would make them stop and turn away in shame for being so stupid and staring.
There was a mentally disabled bagger (the one that always came to the gas station and hit on me) who little kids constantly stared at and said things about. "Mommy, he talks funny!" "Mommy, he looks funny!" Doesn't anyone teach their children that everyone is different!?
I have always been known for my love of experimenting with makeup. I don't think I've ever worn anything extremely ridiculous......and you'd never imagine that there were people who lived under such big rocks that they'd do this, but people would constantly STARE at my eyes and would make comments like "What is that shit on your face?" The worst was the old ladies with the shaved eyebrows and fake ones drawn in with BLUE eyeliner. They had the gall to make fun of me when they looked much more ridiculous. At least I had my natural brows.
One time a family who all wreeked of cow shit came through my line and I watched the little boy tug at his mom's shirt and make gestures around his eyes as if to signify a racoon. I glared at him and he hid behind his mommy. Thank God she never caught on or complained about me.
People and their kids are extremely hopeless these days. My parents taught me no to make fun of people or say mean things to people like that. If I had a question I was to wait until we got outside. I never made fun of handicapped people or people with scars or birth defects or anything like that, lest I'd get my rear end tanned but good!
OMG! I couldn't believe these girls! If I had done that I would have never heard the end of how rude & disrespectful that was. I didn't do alot because they're children, it's not like I could have beaten them in their mother's place (a good spanking is probably just what those girls need) but I was so mad. 
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