First a bit of background. I am an Indian (from Singapore) who is living in Brisbane. I am 48 and feeling menopausal (this might have some bearing on my reaction
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I was in the local shopping centre with DD12 and as we were walking to the escalators, one of the workers of a charity accosted us.
Now in this centre, you have to walk right round to get to the escalators and often there are stands for various charities like the Red Cross, or even Fitness clubs etc. I am polite, always saying, "No,thank you." Now this eejit continued to follow me and said, "Show me some skin, Sista". I found this very offensive and turned and gave him my DeathStare (very effective as used to be English high school teacher in tough school).
As I went up the escalator, I looked down and he said, "What, why was that wrong?" I replied, " I found it inappropriate!" Lots of people around, DD12 dying a slow death of embarrassment next to me.
We get to the third floor and as we are walking I hear this puffing and panting behind me. Eejit has followed me and is very apologetic. Said he did not realise that he should not have spoken to me like that. I said that I was old enough to be his mother, am not his "Sista" and if he wants people to donate, this is not the way to go about it. He looked like he was going to cry. (DeathStare very effective as I am sure past pupils will recall). I said I accepted his apology and shook his hand to show no hard feelings (although this is a LIE as was still seething inside!)
I do not know why I was so cross by this. Is it because I am Indian not Afro-Caribbean? Is it because I loathe being accosted by people trying to sell me stuff I do not want and do not appreciate what no thank you means? Is it because I am now a grumpy old woman and should start wearing red hats? I have a purple cardigan already so halfway there. (Ref to poem by Jenny Jones for those who think I am wittering on
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So AIBU to react in this way?