Somebody slap me

I always open my mouth and say things without looking around. I just think it and I say it. Usually it is perfectly innocent. 99% of the time it is innocent, people just wear their feelings on their sleeve, and again I repeat. I do not deliberately hurt anyone on purpose.

You know you look for a size in something and it sounds like you mean something else.

Case in point.

On Saturday we went looking for crocks to wear around the yard. We often have to just step outside and don't want to tie shoes.

As I was scrambling around in Walmart going through all the shoes, I could not find a size six(6 ). Yes I have a small foot. By the time I had gone through several boxes I stated.

"I guess they don't know there are size six women".

As soon as the words left my mouth I looked up and there was a size 18 lady in the aisle. Darn it!!!!

I told David to slap me, he asked why. When I told him he had a good laugh.

Then last week, I was in Walmart, again, in the garden shop. I have a tan skort. You know with shorts under it. It is mini, Yes, but it is decent. I would never show too much.

As I left the store a little girl, (again with a heavy Mom,) walked by me.

She said "OH a Mini skirt".

She said it in a sweet, innocent, voice, (she liked my skirt). I decided that day. "I will not wear my mini skirt/skort to town again. I will wear it at home.

If a child thinks it is a skirt then maybe it does look too much like a skirt and not enough like shorts.

I wear shorts a lot.

Over the years, I have made many blunders, Many many.

While managing the fashion dept, Marie Keen worked for me. We have been friends for over 35 years. As we were discussing a clerk that tells me when she will and wont work. I made a comment. Marie said the reason she could do it was because she was married to a colored guy. Yes the clerk used her color card a lot. If she did not get what she wanted she said we discriminated against her.

Marie was discussing a day off, I said in my most southern voice.

"Wy Honey your face is the wrong color to do that."

I did not know a colored lady had jsut entered the dressing room to try on clothes. Marie could barely stand, she was laughing so hard. I went to my office and hid until the customer left the store.

I am not predjudice at all, under any circumstances and the color card does not impress me at all.
I am sorry if I ever say something without thinking, I swear I do not mean it the way it comes out sometime.