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Originally posted by AllyMo
Why, Oh Why must people hate. . .
Here's my hatin' story. . .
I was at Victoria's Secret buying a bra I saw in the window. As soon as I stepped into the store, I saw a sista' in the back at the cash register. As I strolled aroung the store, her eyes were dissecting my every move, but I just ignored it. I couldn't find the bra in the window, so I politely asked her where I could find it. I pointed out the bra I was looking for. Her reply was " Oh, you need bigger breasts to wear that one" as she rolled her eyes and pointed to the rack where the bra was as she walked away. Needless to say, I asked to speak to the manager!! By the way, I wear a "C" cup mind you!!!
There's nothing the eats me up more than sistas who hate on fellow sistas
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What!!?? Are you serious? I would've had to knocka sistah out!! (Even though I don't step foot in Vicki's cuz of my itty bitties... Walmart does me just fine). But still, what would possess her to say that? She obviously was intimidated by you or something.