Am I a bigot?

Calm (because I knew I hadn’t done anything wrong), I bade her a good day and upon her instruction, took two escalators down to the Customer Service desk. Unfettered by a stroller or strict time constraints, I calmly placed the dress on the counter and explained the situation to the clerk.

“This doesn’t make any sense!” she spluttered, “We do returns like this all the time!”

I waved my hand in dismissal, “Well, she is a foreigner and–”

“There’s no need to be bigoted!” the clerk spat.

Stunned, I lamely finished my sentence– “I just thought we misunderstood each other because of the language barrier.”

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