High Class

So I'm at work today and something really bothered me today.  This older Black lady was just surprisingly rude to me.  First she interrupted me while I was talking to another customer.  The customer that I was helping laughed as I shook my head.  I thought the situation was over with, but she continued to act ignorant.  She was standing around the corner out of my sight and the whole time she kept saying, "That's not it.  Come here boy."  She was by no means quiet and I was getting very irritated even though I was still helping the same customer.  Of course her presumed husband was there and he didn't say much and waited patiently for me to finish with the first customer.  When I did, I tried my best to get that lady the hell out that store because I really wanted to slap the...never mind.  A Black person calling a Black man a boy should be a criminal offense.  How disrespectful is that?  All those years when we were only seen as boys are gone.  The President is Black!  That happened hours ago and I'm still upset about it.  For some reason people look down on people who work in retail.  I fell out with someone I've know about ten years over this same subject.  We get trained to think that the customer is always right.  We all know that the customers can very easily be wrong.  But we have to bend over backwards to please them no matter how wrong they are.  I don't know how many a customer has acted that way towards me like I'm the scum of the earth for working retail.  I takes a bit of patience to do what we do.  I went to school.  I pay my taxes.  I make my own money.  I chose to work retail.  That was completely my choice.  I can get out whenever I want to.  That friend that I fell out with had the nerve to say that I was a disappointment to my father because I worked retail.  I should have cussed her ass out.  Now that anger is being transferred to my blog because I think that might be the first time that I've cursed on here.  But I don't want to take it out because that's the way I really feel.  It's sad that we have people that think that way.  It's even harder to say that I don't care because I do.  I wish that lady would've been high class, but she obviously wasn't.