Things I learned today:
1. No amount of flashy advertisement directed by Frank Miller and starring sexpot, glistening Captain America can sell me on Gucci Guilty. It's costly, smells nondescript-sweet, cheap, and powdery, and it doesn't last more than an hour. The purple juice reminds me of Hi-C.
2. I can be threatened anywhere and anytime, as I was told to "go to hell, faggot". After walking out of Sephora, blissfully happy with a new tube of Bliss, a lady wearing a baggy red sweatshirt and what looked to be Gucci sunglasses, stopped me to ask if I spoke English. I'm through with ignoring people, so I said yes to be polite since she might have needed help with directions of some sort. She told me, "I'm homeless and I'm pregnant."
There are resources where you can find help, and those resources are not in the non-public area of the Pasadena Paseo Shopping Center. I said sorry, I could not help. She snapped and said "Oh, I see. Go to hell."
I was PISSED. Granted, she may be homeless AND pregnant, and I should empathize with her and realize she might be struggling, but there's no reason to be disrespectful. I shouldn't expect her to know how to be respectful (except she was quite respectful when asking for money a few seconds prior). However, I was being nice to her, when I could've just brushed her off! I told her, SHE was the one ASKING ME for money, and just because I didn't want to give her any she shouldn't be rude about it.
She then went on to tell me to "Go to hell, FAGGOT". Okay, as if being rude wasn't enough, she decides to use derogatory insults. I told her she was ignorant, but I could've said a lot more except it wasn't worth it. I'm surprised no one else walking by said anything. She tried stepping toward me, and I felt threatened. In a mall shopping plaza!!
I then went to find mall security, who then found her asking more people for help. First of, the shopping plaza was NOT a public area so she could not ask and disturb shoppers such as me. I felt uncomfortable and left after I talked to mall security, which meant I spent less time and revenue there.
I never give money to homeless people because I work damn hard for my money and right now I'm not working! I also donate through United Way and other organizations that seek to help people in poverty. It is my money and it is my choice, and I'm sorry if one has to beg for it in a mall, but they should be going to other resources for help.
In addition, I'm not sure how likely I am to return to the Paseo to shop anytime soon. Their mall security was hidden away in some office near the parking garage instead of a kiosk in the center. I felt unsafe, and could not imagine having to feel that way in Pasadena or a shopping plaza.
1. No amount of flashy advertisement directed by Frank Miller and starring sexpot, glistening Captain America can sell me on Gucci Guilty. It's costly, smells nondescript-sweet, cheap, and powdery, and it doesn't last more than an hour. The purple juice reminds me of Hi-C.
2. I can be threatened anywhere and anytime, as I was told to "go to hell, faggot". After walking out of Sephora, blissfully happy with a new tube of Bliss, a lady wearing a baggy red sweatshirt and what looked to be Gucci sunglasses, stopped me to ask if I spoke English. I'm through with ignoring people, so I said yes to be polite since she might have needed help with directions of some sort. She told me, "I'm homeless and I'm pregnant."
There are resources where you can find help, and those resources are not in the non-public area of the Pasadena Paseo Shopping Center. I said sorry, I could not help. She snapped and said "Oh, I see. Go to hell."
I was PISSED. Granted, she may be homeless AND pregnant, and I should empathize with her and realize she might be struggling, but there's no reason to be disrespectful. I shouldn't expect her to know how to be respectful (except she was quite respectful when asking for money a few seconds prior). However, I was being nice to her, when I could've just brushed her off! I told her, SHE was the one ASKING ME for money, and just because I didn't want to give her any she shouldn't be rude about it.
She then went on to tell me to "Go to hell, FAGGOT". Okay, as if being rude wasn't enough, she decides to use derogatory insults. I told her she was ignorant, but I could've said a lot more except it wasn't worth it. I'm surprised no one else walking by said anything. She tried stepping toward me, and I felt threatened. In a mall shopping plaza!!
I then went to find mall security, who then found her asking more people for help. First of, the shopping plaza was NOT a public area so she could not ask and disturb shoppers such as me. I felt uncomfortable and left after I talked to mall security, which meant I spent less time and revenue there.
I never give money to homeless people because I work damn hard for my money and right now I'm not working! I also donate through United Way and other organizations that seek to help people in poverty. It is my money and it is my choice, and I'm sorry if one has to beg for it in a mall, but they should be going to other resources for help.
In addition, I'm not sure how likely I am to return to the Paseo to shop anytime soon. Their mall security was hidden away in some office near the parking garage instead of a kiosk in the center. I felt unsafe, and could not imagine having to feel that way in Pasadena or a shopping plaza.
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