I agree with you here for the most part. I’m the exact opposite though. Lol.

I don’t go to Staples in my pajamas but I don’t go to Walmart or the grocery store dressed to the nines either except by the same sort of accident that landed you in the bank in athletic wear.

I’m a t-shirt and jeans kind of gal. Not ratty ones. Nice ones. Sneakers and boots. I don’t wear heels or flats. I despise women’s "dress" shoes with the fiery passion of a thousand suns. Why? I like being able to move and walk without pain or having my normal stride encumbered by ridiculous footwear.

So I’m the definition of what your mother would call country. I actually am a small town, rurally raised woman living in a large city. Interestingly, my parents refered to people who over dressed as being hoity toity and putting on pretentious airs.

I’m with you on the judging about it. And about adopting the view (snobbery) of my parents. I tend to look down on and be disgusted by people who over dress. I give them a wide berth because they often reek. Yes. People fresh out of the shower and buffed to perfection often smell really bad because of a poor mix of scented personal hygiene products that clash. I’m also allergic to perfumes and colognes, so thr more they douse that junk over themselves the more sneezing fits they tend to induce in people like me.

People can think what they want about my appearance, I don’t care. I don’t need their jobs, their company, their promotion, their anything if that’s how they want to be. The world is a big enough place. They can just go on about their bad selves and good luck with those bunions and olfactory loss.

Where I disagree with you, possibly - because you didn’t actually say this, it’s just kinda maybe implied, is their right to tell me their damn opinion as though they are doing me some sort of service, or it is their duty to educate me on the error of my ways. None of us know another person’s life.

That woman at Staples might be in a time crunch just like you were at the bank. That woman at Walmart in heels and a cocktail dress might have stopped off to get a few last minute items for whatever event she was going to just like that time I cut myself on a car and stopped by Rite Aid for some bandages and a sewing kit in an evening gown, fully coiffed.

You and I judged those people based on how they were dressed just as we are often judged. But we had the good sense to keep it to ourselves rather than intrude upon them with our opinions not knowing their situation.

Way too many people are way too liberal with their opinions in public these days about things that do not really concern them. Ironically, especially conservatives.

Being judgemental seems to just be part of the human experience. I guess there’s nothing wrong in judging away because everybody else is doing the same damn thing. Maybe we should just be conscious of not over sharing when we do it and leave other people out in public in peace.