stereotypes momentarily. I work in a frame shop, and was working with a
woman in her early thirties with a Stevie Wonder poster earlier today.
The whole time I am helping her, she continuously drops comments and
insinuations related to drug use. I have never touched pot or anything else
in my life, and do not intend to. It's just not my cup of tea.
So after several minutes of her chuckling "youknowwhatimean-winkwink-nudgenudge" crap,
I looked at her and asked point-blank what she was getting at and why she thinks
I would be interested.
She stops, and her jaw literally drops open. Now she's gaping at me like a bloody fish.
A few seconds later, she recovers, laughs, and says
"Well, you know, dreadlocks and all. It's obvious what your tastes are!"
I could've slapped her. Thankfully, years of conditioning from working in the retail market
have left me able to bite my tongue, smile, and play nice with nasty/rude customers.
But inwardly, I was seething.
While I understand that many people do associate dreads with marijuana,
it still irritates me that they would make an assumption about me because
of my appearance, and voice it in such a blatant manner.
< / mini-rant >
Okay, I'm better now.