Project 52 failure

Ok, this week I am a project 52 failure. My project 52 for week 22 is non-existent. I wish I could say it is just going to be late. But that is not the case, it just did not happen.

I was really sick most of the week with the cold and sore throat from hell. I practially limped through the door every evening after work. My inner photog was too sick to be productive. Not to mention my messy house and piling up laundry. No biggie, that is what weekends are for...cleaning, laundry and photog-ing right? Wrong. Yesterday we celebrated my son's birthday a few days early because my inlaws are going to be out of town for his real birthday. Today I woke up and knew it was a wash because I had to work this afternoon/evening. The day started normal but when baby Conor woke up from his late morning nap he started puking everywhere. I called out to work (they were mad) but I just cannot leave him when he is sick. Sorry, not going to happen. Plus as much as I like this litte side job, it is just that. My side job. I hate to let people down but I am not leaving my sick baby.

The baby seems to be feeling better. My home is cleaner-ish and I can always catch up on laundry tomorrow. But I do not have an offical week 22 picture and that is a bummer.

Long story short. No picture this week. Boo.

I already know I am being over sensitive but...

Today at work I had an interesting interaction with a customer. First of all, let me be the first to admit I am an over sensitive person. I recognize that my over sensitive nature is a flaw but what can I say, I am who I am. Maybe I am reading way too much into this incident but it is still bothering hours later.

Customer: I really like you top. I shop here all the time...I know it is not from here. winks at me Where did you get it?
Me: Oh, thank you! This is my favorite blouse. I bought it at White House Black Market.
Customer: Wow, I wasted years at college. smiles and laughs I should have just applied here if they are paying you enough to shop at White House Black Market. Well, thanks for your help!

She then smiled and walked off. What the what??

Ok, first of all I AM A COLLEGE graduate. I am currently home with my baby. I work part time at Kohl's to you know, help put food on the table. Secondly, I bought the top about 3 years ago when I was working full time. It was on clearance. AND I paid with a gift card. The gift card was a birthday gift from my mom who knows I love White House Black Market and that I stalk their clearance because I am a thrifty shopper. And lastly, well it just felt like an insult to people that work in retail. I wanted to run after her and justify myself. Why?! I have no idea. I do not need to justify myself to anyone.

I also felt like she thought she was somehow superior to those who work in retail. I firmly believe that if everyone had to do some time in retail or food service that the world would be a better place. Customer service is hard work. We have bred a society of entitled people that believe the customer is always right and let me tell you...they are not. Not even close.

I have worked lots of retail over the years. I worked with many intelligent people. Some college educated and some not. But they were all (well most of them) hard working individuals with the patience of saints.

Anyway, the whole incident rubbed me the wrong way and I can't stop thinking about it. Again, maybe I am just reading into this way too much.