Just keep going back to that store, let them get to know you. We women have dealt with this all our lives. It takes time. I work on my own truck quite often, its old and is in constant need of repair. When I first started going into the auto parts store they treated me like I was a "girl". Well I am, and I dont know everything about cars like they do. I was a joke to them, until that got to know me. Now they welcome me. I can call and they reocognize my voice, by the time I get there they see coming through the parking lot and have the part laying on the desk. I dont even have to tell I was the one that called. It took about 6 months to accomplish that and was well worth the effort. Same thing at the local Lowes. I went in a few weeks ago to by plexiglass for the bottom of my hand bags. Being it wasnt he store I normally go into I had no idea where it was and asked the gentleman what isle I could find it. Oh he had to walk me there and try to belittle me at the same time. First he asked what I would be doing with this plexi, and then he says "And just what would a handbag maker use to cut this plexi with" At that point I had to let him know I wasnt your run of the mill dainty never turned a screw gal. Push come to shove I pretty sure I could out do him on many a project. After he realized I knew my tools and not my way around the store he changed his tune. I don't hold it against him. But should I go back to that store and I will, Darrel will be helping me again I'll hunt him down. And I dont do that to be mean, it just makes my experence at the store better once he gets to know me. Anything worth having is worth waiting and working for. How bad do you want it is the real question.