A few years ago, my parents talked about buying a new Chevy Suburban. A new Suburban probably runs at about $60,000 or more. The day my dad decided to buy one, he went into the dealership straight from work. He's an interior decorator/painter/carpenter extraordinaire, so he was wearing painters pants, a dirty shirt, a dirty hat, and probably smelled from working all day.
But he did have a reason for this! And this blog post does have a point. See, my parents have bought their fair share of cars from their fair share of hoity toity, snobby, 10+ years experience sales guys.
So this particular day, he wanted those snobby, experienced sales men to see this dirty, grungy man walk in, and hand him over to one of the new, inexperienced car salesman; probably because they didn't think he'd be buying a brand new car. That's exactly what happened. My dad bought the car, and the new guy walked away with a nice commission.
I think about that story my dad's told me a lot. Because it's true. We do judge people based on appearance. I've walked into Hot Topic in J-Crew clothes and aren't asked to be helped at all. Today I went into Ann Taylor looking like a slothy mc slother wearing leggings and an old sweatshirt...not the pretty blouses and pencil skirts that the employees were wearing. No one said a word to me! I took note of this because I saw another woman walk in, dressed to the nines, and she was greeted right away!
I'm not saying that it was because we were dressed differently, but sometimes I do feel as though businesses judge you according to your looks; which isn't really fair! Oh sheesh now I probably sound bratty. I'm only speaking from experience! Am I the only one who thinks this?
And hey, I did walk out with this pretty little number!
Happy Monday!
