I am in a store shopping for jeans with two other women, both of them coworkers. I find some jeans I think one of the coworkers will like and she agrees to try them on but doesn’t seem that excited by my choice. The other woman finds a great pair of jeans with ribbon roses on them and a hole down the side (like the harem pants I was looking at for my bellydancing). I ask the woman where she found them. She is very tall and literally looks down on me as she points vaguely “over there” before ignoring me again. I go off in search of the jeans feeling a little hurt by how the coworkers are treating me.