Disappointment

Today I was once again disappointed by humanity. I needed shoes for prom, so I headed over to the mall. I have an interesting relationship with shopping. Part of me loves it. And part of me despises it. Well first off, I hate clothing. If it were up to me, we would all walk around naked. I think we would all be so much more comfortable around eachother. After all, we all know what is under there. Maybe if the obsession with sex were toned down just a bit, superficiality would go with it. We all act like we are so unique and so important. If we all walked around nude, some of that uniqueness would be gone. We would be more like animals.

I don't like clothing because of its role in society. It is so nonsensical yet so ingrained in all of our minds. It's ridiculous. A man is supposed to wear a tie. This color goes with that color. You wear dark colors in the winter. Etc. There is not one logical reason that goes with those ideas, yet they are accepted. Any people who do not follow the rules are thought to be idiots. A tie is a waste of atoms, in my opinion.

I hate that people judge others by their appearance. 1. You can't control your genes. 2. I think that anyone who wastes their life just buying clothing is a fool. Yet that person would be respected by most people.

Anyway, back to my story:

I went in so many stores and tried on shoes. I had no idea that my feet were considered gigantic, but 10s/11s are I guess. Everywhere I went the salespeople sort of chuckled when I told them my size. Anyway, I started to get desperate. Dillards was my last option, so I decided I would have to buy some shoes there, whether I loved them or not.

A woman approached me, asking if I needed help. Let's call her woman A. I said sure and handed her two shoes that I wanted to try on. She got them from the back and all was well. Neither of them worked, so I starting looking for other options. Maybe four different people asked if I had been helped. I found some other pairs to try and went to stand next to the door where the person who had been helping me had gone. Another woman came out and asked if I needed help. Let's call her woman B. I said that someone had been helping me, but I wasn't sure where she had gone. Woman B went to get the shoes for me.

I stayed where I was, and the woman A came back out, wanting to know if I wanted to buy the shoes. I said that woman B had went to get the other shoes for me. She freaked out and started asking me "What woman???" Woman B came out with a pair of shoes, and woman A started verbally attacking her. I didn't realize that they worked so heavily on commissions. Woman A turned out to be quite a selfish jerk. She acted like woman B had been stealing her customer, when she hadn't. She had hesitated to help me.

Don't these people know that the customer is always right? That it is more important for everyone to be friendly than for one person to get the commission.

I swear, every time I start to like people, they completely disappoint me. Human nature is so foolish and selfish. It drives me crazy.


Oh, and I didn't buy the shoes. So ha on you woman A.