OMG ya'll...i was having an irritating day yesterday.
The thing is....i was at work and i my hair was molested....and even though i always had in mind what i would do if somebody just came up and started digging in my hair....i was SO caught off guard i almost didn't know what to say. I felt humiliated.
I was standing at the cash wrap (im a cashier)...and...don't get me wrong...i love my co-workers...we always have fun...we do..but yesterday just felt in appropriate...i digress..anyway..im standing there and one of the co-managers comes up by me and sees this pen on my counter and she asks me if it was this other manager's pen...so i'm like "i don't know it's been up there all day
"...so..out of nowhere the pen ends up in my hair...and she's laughing telling the other manager as he walks up asking about this stupid pen.."SHE had it! It was in her hair like THIS!" w/the pen dangling from my curly side puff...so i was really put off guard..but what hurt was when the other manager...my GM mind you goes..."can we sanitize this?" and he was laughing...i didn't find it funny....so i called them haters...i'm sorry...it was the first thing that came to mind bc they are all Hispanic with thin hair...thin...and they ALWAYS have something to say about my hair no matter what i do to it.
So that moment passes...and bc i've been feeling emotional all week..i'm guessing maybe i'm taking this too serious.
BUT THEN...
I'm standing at the time clock later on at the end of my shift...punching in my numbers to clock out...
TELL ME WHY....i had 3 managers ambush me w/their hands in my hair???!
And usually i don't mind somebody "boinging" a curl....but they were full force GRABBING my hair. It felt degrading....it happened so fast i was shocked
...until i finally heard myself saying (i work in a pet store) "I don't know WHERE ya'll hands have been! Ya'll been touching DEAD ANIMALS ALL DAY AND YOU'RE PUTTIN THAT MESS IN MY HAIR!!!"...The female manager chimes in.."I washed mine"...so i just go "SERIOUSLY...GIVE ME 50 FEET..IT'S BEEN A BUSY DAY!" and i walked off.
I am a Christian but i wanted to say some choice words to them about what they did. I just didn't know WHAT to say! Plus also the fact that i am the ONLY Black person to ever work there...my conscience kept telling me...don't feed into their ignorance.
I'll be SO glad when December comes so i can transfer....i'm waiting for the semester to end and since it's right across the street from my job...i continue working there even though i JUST moved 30 miles away.
I wanted to cry. Idk if it's bc of the whole Troy Davis situation, plus the fact that i'm still reading the Help...i just felt like i was back in the 50's or something...it feels like we're going back in time.
I go back to work today...and if thos particular ppl work today....i honestly have no clue HOW i will act.