It struck me just last night (28 March 2014) that I get "the treatment" at my local SuperValue in Raheny and only notice it by its absence.
The treatmentLet me walk you through the steps
the introductionA female member of staff walks up behind me, puts an empty cardboard box on the counter (the queue for the off-license section is along the counter) and starts tearing it up, getting my attention with the noise. She looked like Maggie Grace.
the rescueThe guy behind the counter - the one serving me, stops what he's doing, turns to her and asks her if she's "OK".
the reinforcementA member of security walks straight at me, stops three feet away and continues "protecting the public and staff" until I complete my purchase and leave.
In summaryIf I weren't such a regular patron of my local SuperValue I'd ask for the manager and let the chips fall where they may, but that might be construed as causing a fuss, and who among us likes a fuss?
I wonder if it's because I have a pony tail, but of course one of the key aspects of any unwritten policy is to not admit it.
A key aspect of any "treatment" is that each part, on it's own, looks reasonable, it's usually only the recipient of the treatment that knows they're being singled out.
It's easy for on-lookers to assume that the recipient somehow deserves it or that they missed something.
Maybe they're using me for practice.
Maybe I've got one of those faces.
Discrimination, or someone "fitting my description" caused a fuss before, what's the difference?
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