In my entire life, I have always stayed true to myself even when I would be that lone person with a different opinion. Even when bad things happened to me, it didn’t turn me into a bad person and I still continued to take the high road, tried to be kind, and treated people well.

Internally I had been praying and hoping so hard (!!!) for 2+ months since I became aware of the situation that ulta treats it’s employees better and that a miracle would happen with improvements to quality of life and job security. I can’t tell you how many times I thought about emailing corporate to write a customer plea to take better care of its employees. If it came to an employee strike, I was going to support that anyway I could including adding my name to a petition or boycotting ulta. I worried about possible repercussions of a strike if it wasn’t organized or large enough as well as retaliation by the company. Every time I stepped into a store, I would think about if the employees were doing well and I cared.

Well I’m not going to support a cause that spreads hate, malice and pettiness and gets psychological satisfaction out of it (“venting”).