Some may remember last year when I wrote my state representative a rather direct email about my feelings on some state law. Chad happened to know the guy; one thing led to another and the representative ended up coming to visit me. The story is here. It wasn’t that I was rude but I never thought I’d be sitting in my living room face to face with the guy.
After the mall incident, I sent an email through the “contact us” form for the mall. I said:
A post you might want to read about my experience at the mall. Though it doesn’t reflect badly on the mall itself, what has happened to customer service in the stores there (and probably everywhere)?
I got a very nice response back. She wanted to know if she could use my blog post at the next merchants’ meeting, but leave off my name. I looked at the signature. I said “Mom, does the girl who was our neighbor growing up work for the mall?” Yes, she’s maybe the manager at the mall! Oh, dear!
So, I wrote her back and let her know that it was fine to use my blog post and then in fine print, I explained to her that we were neighbors growing up.
Maybe I should sit quietly for the rest of my life and never speak my mind!