I'm leaning on the side table waiting for my order when a white man with a clean haircut and well trimmed beard walks up to the napkin dispenser and talks to me.
Him: Hey, are you white?
Me (sporting "are you actually looking at my pale face" face): ...
Him: ...
Me: What?
Him: Are you white?
Me: Yeah...
Him: And you're not scared being in here?
Me: Well, you're not scared.
Him: Yeah, but I'm from the hood.
*End of conversation*
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