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Sep. 19th, 2006 06:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Why is it, when my dad walks into a store, dressed in anything from his rattiest jeans and a twenty-year-old t-shirt to a business suit and tie, salespeople are practically falling all over themselves to help him, but if I walk into a store, I perpetually get 'why the hell are you here, bitch' and have to practically twist their arms to do anything?
*grouses*
*grouses*