A Humiliating Shopping ExperienceOne of my most rewarding past times is giving something to somebody I care about, for no reason. This is a slight diversion but it illustrates priorities in life: A nationally recognized store treated me in a discriminatory fashion a few years back. As a result of my persistence I was compensated $1000 from a place that never awarded more than one hundred dollars to any liability-related issue. The scenario occurred after over two hours of shopping buying gifts on sale. I had two bags of merchandise the size of massive garbage bags; it took two carts to get it out of the store! (I was buying my gifts for the year for others.) I talked to the manager, telling her I would only make a purchase in their store if "I could break their silly rule" and take the cart into the mall. I needed to wait for my driver in the lobby. It was an "OK" from her and the cashier smiled and waved me out the door. I was then accosted by five mall security guards, the security manager waiting to do everything short of frisking me! Knowing the details of my situation did not matter. They took my carts away leaving me with bags that even I could not carry alone. (What a nice way to say thank you for patronizing their mall!) A stranger helped me lift the other bag back to the unhelpful store where I proceeded to get a full refund for all the merchandise! Before I did, I exclaimed with the huge baggage that "______ is only interested in taking your money, they won't offer assistance out the door but will take your cart away!" Many looked horrified, which is what I wanted. It was the principle that mattered. That sordid story was retold because that was the most money I've held in my hands that somebody didn't give me in the past decade! I had a field day doling out money to my husband, my deserving parents and my husband's mother, my second mama! It may sound unbelievable, but I received more enjoyment from giving that money away than I did buying things for myself. I missed that money when it was gone because I couldn't fill needs and make small dreams come true for others or provide for myself. Since that horrid incident, there now appears an unavoidable sign in the mall to rent carts that a person can take throughout the mall for not only the disabled but the elderly as well. Basically, this service is for anyone that wants to hop from one store to the next without going through what I did. A precedent was set and it makes me pleased that if somebody had to experience that kind of humiliation, at least they hit upon the right person! (Very unexpected on their behalf, I'll admit!)
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