I was in a small store I had been to several times before. I was by myself without my daughters, who had usually joined me. I was looking through the different racks of clothes, when the owner came up to me with a very disgusted look on her face and said, "I do not know what you are "on", or how much you have had to drink, but I am going to have to ask you to leave." I had shopped at this store many times and thought the owner would have recognized me. I was shocked and hurt and angry. I turned to her with tears running down my face and simply said, "I am not taking any drugs and am not drunk. I have MS - Multiple Sclerosis."
The owner apologized, but I have never returned to that store.