The time where I remember when I was still in my early 20s broke and honestly didn't have much to my name but I always tried to look good.
Whenever I stepped out one day. I went to the bank wearing very ordinary clothes dropped something at home I could have easily won around the house you know.
The whole experience was normal nobody was sued or anything but i was attended to like every other person so then on another day. I went to the same with to the same. Yes I i went to that same bank when my jalapeno had a completely different experience like the
way people spoke to came to me and tell them to me and generally kind of said.
I was almost feeling like a reality so i could really remember forgetting my pen but stranger gave me one name. One right inside the bank without me even asking. That was when I really started paying attention to how much your appearance can influence people's first impression of you.
Like, you haven't said anything but people have already formed an idea of who you are based on what you're wearing.