False colours
Sue always has such a way with words. She shares her experience with being seen as less than. I urge you to read, view the video and see the Cardboard Stories in the comments.
Originally posted on Daily Echo:
I’d been gardening all day and had nipped into town on the way back from a trip to the garden centre to pick up a few things, calling at one of the more up-market stores to look for a brooch to wear with an evening gown; I was hosting a dinner for the Countess who was patroness of the organisation for which I was working. I wasn’t buying, just seeing what they had before making a decision. The store’s security person followed me every inch of the way. And the supercilious sales assistant did no more than watch from a distance with an eagle eye. It didn’t bother me… I had been playing in the dirt all day and was not a pretty sight. I couldn’t blame them… I was not their usual calibre of client!
I found exactly what I needed but thought I would shop around. No luck…
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