White men in Wawa
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True life is always better than fiction. In the wake of the Imus racist language fiasco, I was in Wawa buying some milk colored milk and tan colored bagels. The person behind the counter was a female homo sapiens whose ancestors originated from African America.
She pressed some buttons on her register and the screen didn't display what she expected. After a few seconds she started to get flustered, looking embarrassed, staring at the screen. Then the electronics kicked in and all was well.
In relief she burst out, "I was just goin' to say to bring the white man in the coat to take me away. I mean, the men in the white jackets, I mean, oh, I don't know what I mean."
It was funny, we both laughed,
Ed the Editor's personal blog corner
True life is always better than fiction. In the wake of the Imus racist language fiasco, I was in Wawa buying some milk colored milk and tan colored bagels. The person behind the counter was a female homo sapiens whose ancestors originated from African America.
She pressed some buttons on her register and the screen didn't display what she expected. After a few seconds she started to get flustered, looking embarrassed, staring at the screen. Then the electronics kicked in and all was well.
In relief she burst out, "I was just goin' to say to bring the white man in the coat to take me away. I mean, the men in the white jackets, I mean, oh, I don't know what I mean."
It was funny, we both laughed, read nothing into what she had said and carried on our merry way. If I had edited that conversation or put it into a different context, it could have been spun entirely differently.
Take two
I was in Wawa buying some cracker colored milk and bagels. The girl with a skin that was colored different to that of an indigenous American served me. The purchase came to about $5 or the equivalent of a fair day's wages for journalists and media folk and rappers who spin stupidity and double standards in the name of promoting race relations.
Both parties in this incident parted company with a smile on their face and look forward to repeating the shopping experience on a daily basis. Perhaps the conversation will be different next time, but the mood will be amicable as 2 balanced humans who are different physically in every way possible, interact with commonsense, a light heart and no chips on their shoulder.
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