Hoping For The Day When Racism Is Foreign To All Of Us
(I work in a store that sells scarves, hosiery, handbags and jewelry — all pretty budget-friendly, not too high-end. My manager is not only very incompetent, but also racist. She basically tells her employees to hover over anyone who looks “foreign” because she is certain they are shoplifting. I always refuse to do this, and I get a lot of crap from her for it. Our lighter scarves and shawls are very popular with Muslim women because they come in lots of colours and prints and are often the right size to be worn as a hijab. One day a woman comes in, gathers some scarves, and goes into the fitting room with them.)
Manager: “What is she doing with those?! Go look over there and check on her!”
(I feel apprehensive, since I know most of our customers who are followed or “checked on” like this know exactly why it was happening, and either leave or don’t buy anything.)
Manager: “She’s probably stuffing scarves in her bag right now! Why else would she go into the fitting room?!”
Me: *fed up* “Seriously? If she wants to wear these as a hijab and try them on first, you can’t expect her to try them on in the middle of the store!”
(My manager fell silent and let it go. She later gave me a whole spiel about “not talking back,” even though I had been right and the lady had bought a lot of scarves. I left that job shortly after, and made sure upper management heard about her behaviour. Among other things, she had been throwing away job applications from people with “foreign” names!)