It's Gas Slave Emma with yet another wonderful tale of obnoxious custys.
So a few weeks ago I began wearing Hijab to work (For those of you not in the know, Hijab commonly refers to the head scarf that muslim ladies wear, but it really means the entire practice of covering oneself I guess [Google rules!]) partly because I wanted to be more appropriate and approachable for the muslim crowd and my boss, but mostly because I just really love the idea, style, and look of it.
I'm not converting. I'm very happy spiritually. But Oh My GODS, people seem to not be able to comprehend that it's a personal decision.
Case in point, regular customer comes in this evening to buy his cancer sticks and looks up whilst counting his money.
"What is that a new rule this year? That you have to wear that thing?"
I look at him incredulously. "Um, no. I've been wearing this since mid-December."
"Oh, So you a terrorist or somethin?"
I roll my eyes. "No."
And another one.
"What, so is Jim Bob forcing you to wear that?" -another regular custy.
"Um, honey, if you knew me, you'd know the only people who could ever force me to do ANYTHING would be the police or the courts."
I can understand that I probably will have to get used to hearing "So are you muslim/a terrorist now?" for a while, but ugh it's getting irritating.
AND! I went shopping to get ice cream at the local Puppy (Hah!) grocery store with a good friend whilst wearing my cover and I almost had to smack a few people, including the cashier! for calling me a Sand N***** as I walked by or attempted to pay for my groceries.
I did end up reporting the cashier. That was uncalled for. Totally uncalled for.
Keep on truckin, RHUers,
--Gas Slave Emma