Ever had a shopping experience that made you think of this scene? What happened, and, if your story also has a happy ending like that scene, tell us about it! I like to sew, and I have a fabric land in my town, which is usually the better option for my budget, but 99% of the staff is women over sixty, who look down their noses at me because I'm young and haven't been sewing forever. They're totally unwilling to help me learn, much less help me choose a fabric without quizzing me for a specific brand name and cloth type. I think if they could, they'd sit over my shoulder while I sewed and critique my work. Result? I went hunting and found a little mom 'n pop shop downtown! Less variety and a bit of a price hike, but the owners are like friendly neighbourhood grandparents, more interested in sharing their hobby than being stitching royalty. They even ask to see my projects when they're done! I still have to go to fabric land when I need something specific, but that's not often.