Now on to Ms. Bailey. Here I am on Saturday chilling at home with my family, I decided to get up and leave what could have been a fun-filled day with them only to go to the Bailey Agency and walk right into a hostile environment! I always go off of spirit when I meet people, and I am very sensitive to the energy of people around me. With that said, when I sat down and saw the look on Ms. Bailey’s face, I knew something was up. Little did I know it was some mess about me not wanting complete strangers over to my house for a business meeting for her pageant.
I must say I threw Kordell’s name in the mix to add to my response, but in actuality I made the decision not to have it in my home on my own. I sincerely felt if she didn't want to meet at her office, fine, and I even offered to pay for lunch elsewhere anytime, but to turn my home into an office? Um, no. It was something I thought was a small and private conversation with Ms. Bailey as a friend. How quickly I learned that all things discussed in private aren't so private with her.
I thought after talking to her it was simple and easy. I just made the decision not to have all her staff come over and it was done. We would meet at her place of business. But no, I was attacked and spoken to by the Bailey workers in a way that to me was inappropriate, asking why I run my home a certain way. I was bothered, so I took my husband’s advice to check the situation by letting her know how it made me feel and making sure it didn't go any further than that. After all, I was helping for free and I was also involving my family's charity so that many people in need could benefit from a percentage of the pageant.