I entered the store, visible employee, said good morning, amended to good afternoon. I was accompanied by my husband who is white. I am a black female. I had no purse or coat as its summer in Texas. sweats so no pockets. The cashier followed me to the aisle I was in, busily doing nothing, just looking at the shelves. I dismissed it as coincidence but as she lingered I moved to the next aisle. Again I was followed to this aisle, again she's looking at the shelves, fixing nothing. Her name is August. She never moved to any other aisle even... read full review »