I had to run to Walmart for a couple of bits and bobs this afternoon. I hate the place. I’ve avoided it for ages after being ripped off by a thievin’ scumbag cashier who added cash back to my receipt. I didn’t check – shame on me. The manager wouldn’t do anything about it so I voted with my feet and withdrew my option to shop.
What a bloody mistake that was.
Two different experiences in the one trip, one nice, one horrible.
I was wandering around in patterned brown velvet leggings, Bearpaws (like Uggs) a long sleeved brown t shirt and a big “boyfriend” burgundy chenille cardigan. Not exactly glamour-pants but oh so comfy!!
I was stopped by one woman who told me I was cute and tiny and looked just like Olivia Newton John! Umm me?! I do hope they fix her cataracts soon!!
Then I wandered into the stationery department. I’ll freely admit, I’m a bit of a bugger for pens and coloured poper clips and multi sized postit’s. I was happily looking at bobble head drawing pins when this filthy scummy looking man stood beside me and said
“Do you give hand jobs?”
I was stunned. I was angry and I was more than a little bit grossed out.
I was not however, silent.
“Absolutely. Which of your hands would you like me to shove RIGHT UP YOUR ARSE?”
His face was a picture, but I didn’t hang around. I flounced off to the Kitchen section and cheered myself up playing with Pioneer Woman teapots.
I started wondering what I’d done to make him think I’d either do that or that it was acceptable to talk to me like that. I reviewed what I was wearing and then, if it wasn’t for the fact I would have hurt like the devil, I’d have given myself a mighty kick.
Nothing I was wearing was inappropriate. I was covered from head to toe. Even if I was in there in more revealing clothes, he didn’t have any right to talk to me like that.
No one has the right to objectify you or dehumanize you. To reduce you to an object for their gratification. It was his shortcoming not mine and I hope his “shortcoming” is limp for the rest of his rotten life too.
I did approach a member of staff who’s attitude was they couldn’t do anything as it would have been my word against his.
A strong message.
Walmart doesn’t value women. Walmart doesn’t value customer safety.
Walmart values money, I’ll be thinking much more carefully in future about where mine deserves to be spent.