We all know how much I love shopping.
Let's face it, shopping to me is an experience. It an experience on all sensory levels. It's a feast for the eyes, it makes my heart race, my palms sweat (okay, maybe not my palms - but certainly my heart pulpitates faster) and my mind swirls amidst the racks of clothes, the array of shoes and the multitude of accessories.
Shopping is a hobby I take seriously and throughly enjoy. And up until yesterday, I have always enjoyed my shopping experience... that was until I decided to shop at BCBGMaxAzria in Park Royal North.
Never in my life have I ever been treated so poorly. Let me rephrase. It's not so much about how they treated me but more about how they didn't treat me. In short, they treated me like I didn't exist, like I wasn't there, like they could see right through me altogether.
It was a very strange experience really... something I've never experienced before and wish never to experience again.
Having looked through the racks of clothes, I found 3 cute numbers to try on. I walked to the fitting room only to find that all of the rooms were full. I had no problem waiting. But during the wait (of which I waited a full 20 minutes) not once did anyone acknowledge my presence or tell me that the next fitting room was mine. Nothing.
At least 4 different Sales people walked in and out of that fitting room and not one made eye-contact. No one said Hi. Not one said anything. However, they had no problem speaking with all of the other girls and ladies in the fitting room. One interesting note, all of the women in the fitting room plus 3 out of the 4 sales people who had walked in and out of the fitting room were of the same ethnic background. They all spoke the same language and were very comfortable with one another. However, again, none spoke with me.
Maybe it's because I was of a different race. Maybe it's becuase I looked like I couldn't afford anything in the store (but didn't their mom's teach them not to judge a book by it's cover?). Or maybe it's because they were all too busy to acknowlege me. Regardlss of the reason, I certainly felt discriminated. I don't know exactly know what I was being discriminated on but it was certainly the weirdest and oddest experience ever.
Needless to say, I left without buying anything.
Have you shared a similar experience?