Another one that bothers me….
I ordered some custom color paint the other day. The person checking it out told me “the total is $96…is that ok?”
I asked her if I could choose a different price. She looked puzzled. Why ask me if that’s ok? This has happened a few times and it bugs me.
Theres no other way to interpret that other than “You don’t look like you could afford this”. Were you in your hobo clothes?
After a good chuckle, you two reminded me of a time a buddy and I went to the flea market on the south side of Tallahassee looking for a cheap bumper jack. While there, we came upon a small building that advertised as having “antiques,” so we went in and had a look-see. In their “Elvis” section was a lamp that was a bust of the King with his gold sunglasses and the lapels of his white sequined jumpsuit. Tackiest thing I’d ever seen. Obviously, I had to buy it as a gag birthday gift for one of my old friends.
When I took it to the counter, the sales lady, all 300 lbs of her in a sun dress and smoking a Salem Light, told me “Ooooh be careful with that, honey! That’s a very valuable piece!” So, I set it down at the counter and asked “how much?” She gave me a look that said ‘you can’t be serious!’ and then said “baby, that piece isn’t for sale and if it was, I don’t think you could afford it!”
I didn’t know whether to be mad after being dissed by Lulu from Hee Haw at the flea market, of all places, or bust out laughing at my ignorance of redneck art valuations! But I immediately knew what BNA was talking about!
