Hello, Pendelton. Remember me? I'm the one that you were indifferent to today, Christmas Eve, when I was shopping for a blanket for my husband. Yes, I'm not a blue-haired, blazer sporting, pearl-wearing WASP.  Yes, I walked into your store wearing black lace cuffs, with a glittery purple moon on the cleavage poking out of my heavy metal-esque shirt and my silver pentacle shining in the bright lights of your store. No, I may not have been your typical customer, but I had money to spend, and I wanted to do it in your store on one of your high-end blankets. You know, the ones over $200.  Well, guess what. The indifferent treatment that bordered on rude made me realize that I wasn't appreciated by you. When I asked your clerk to help me find a blanket in the size I needed he pointed me in a direction and flitted away like I was going to eat him, even though I put on my friendliest, most gentile persona and thanked him sincerely for what little assistance he offered.  And, I was the ONLY one in the store during the whole episode.  You can be sure that I will get my blanket for my husband, but it will not be in your store.