Thursday, March 19, 2009
Yesterday I had to drag my kids to go shopping. They both were in need of clothes but neither of them wanted to go with me. We finally got to the store and I spotted a really cute outfit that I wanted my daughter to try. When I pointed it out to her, she actually liked it so I really wanted her to try it on, especially since it was a skirt (she does not like wearing dresses or skirts). The thing is, the outfit was up on the higher display, out of my reach. The kids and I both searched for the hook thingie that is used to get those higher up things, but we couldn't find one. Well, I really, really wanted to get this down because if there's any chance of my daughter wearing a skirt, I'm going to take it. I look around for a sales associate - not one to be found - of course! Then I look for someone tall. Finally, a couple is walking down the main aisle and the man looks plenty tall enough to help me out, so I approach them. I say "Excuse me, but could you please help me get something that's out of my reach?" They both looked a bit stunned at first, like I was playing a joke on them or something. I point over to the wall and ask again. The man finally realizes I'm serious and says "Yes m'aam". Then the woman with him looks at me with this cold hard stare like I'm asking her man for his phone number or something! I'm thinking, "Sheesh! I just need a little help here! What's the big deal?" So I walk the man over to the outfit and he gets it down for me. I thank him and he walks away. It was really weird, though. So my daughter tries it on, it looks really cute, but of course she hates it. Unfortunately the couple is still in the same area and we keep bumping into them. The vibe from that woman was not good. I finally find something my daughter agrees to, so we go to the check out. There they are again. So I finally just say to the man, "Thank you again for your help. It's not easy being short", and then I deliberately smile at the woman. COLD - HARD - STARE again! You know, the "if looks could kill" glare. What's up with people? Are we not supposed to ask for help anymore? Not even the slightest bit of help? It's not like I was asking for his kidney or anything like that! I guess you had to be there to appreciate the full scale of awkwardness and tension that was in the air. It was difficult for me to be gracious because down inside I really wanted to say to the woman, "WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?!", but that wouldn't have been very Christ-like, so I refrained. Have you ever asked for help from a stranger and regretted it? I might think twice before I do it again.