In some far off corner at Macy’s 34th St. store I stumbled onto a surprise. As I was rushing to the 6th floor ladies room, something familiar caught my left eye.
There high on top of a shelf was the name of the country of my birth, Haiti.
Macy’s has on display Haitian crafts for sale called “Heart of Haiti.”
It seemed odd to me that these expertly woven baskets would be hidden away in a corner of the store.
Before I entered the latrine, I quickly snatched this picture as proof of my unexpected find. Nature was really calling.
As I came out of the bathroom, I tried to make sense of why these Haitian crafts were where they were. Next to the bathroom of all places. Maybe, putting this display next to a bathroom would force customers to actually take a look at products from Haiti?
The equalizer of us all is that we all need to use the toilet or rather in some countries, it’s simply a hole in the ground.
Retail space must be very expensive. Therefore, all possible space must be used to “sell.”
I was really in a good mood, really I was. I had just saw a fashion show given by the Young Professionals of the New York Urban League on the 5th floor. That is until I saw where all of these Haitian products were at, put a downer on my mood.
I then connected all the negative remarks that were heard in the media recently about Haiti & other African countries that produced a media storm. You don’t know what to believe anymore among the many actors fighting to push their agenda on unsuspecting victims.
I guess you can call me overly sensitive. The media does have an effect on us all whether we realize it or not.
I decided to brush off all of my overthinking.
Whenever I had entered a bathroom in a store before, I never took notice to what type of products were being sold next to the bathroom.
So why now?
About two months ago I completed a Dean Graziosi 30 day challenge to improve my thinking. And you know what one of the challenges were¿- watch no news for 7 days .
Still all of the negativity in the media does slip in from our smart phones and the free papers that are shoved on us as we enter the subway.
I did make a mental note to come back to this particular Macy’s and buy a Haitian basket. It’s the least that I could do.
And I vowed to not let the media get the best of me again. Question all that’s being thrown at us on a daily basis.
As someone once told me a long time ago, “Don’t believe the hype.”
And that’s the real miracle that can happen to you on 34th St.