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Sigh.
My "Overheard" this weekend was just pathetic. Acquaintance of several years stops by my booth to chat. We talk about what we've been up to. He mentions he's been doing more archery. Then the following exchange occurs:
He: "I like to practice in my front yard. It keeps the discolored people away."
Me: "...Pardon?"
He: "You know...not like us. White."
Me: Put drink down. Pick it up. Put it down again. "I'm sorry...what?"
He: "Oh, I mean, I have a black family in the neighbourhood I'm friends with, but now there are these Mexicans, and they're starting for form gangs, and...."
Me: Picks up drink. Turns back on him. Walks away. Informs booth staff that he is always to be told I am busy and not available to talk. No exceptions.
He: Unfriends me on FaceBook.
Just...wow.
My "Overheard" this weekend was just pathetic. Acquaintance of several years stops by my booth to chat. We talk about what we've been up to. He mentions he's been doing more archery. Then the following exchange occurs:
He: "I like to practice in my front yard. It keeps the discolored people away."
Me: "...Pardon?"
He: "You know...not like us. White."
Me: Put drink down. Pick it up. Put it down again. "I'm sorry...what?"
He: "Oh, I mean, I have a black family in the neighbourhood I'm friends with, but now there are these Mexicans, and they're starting for form gangs, and...."
Me: Picks up drink. Turns back on him. Walks away. Informs booth staff that he is always to be told I am busy and not available to talk. No exceptions.
He: Unfriends me on FaceBook.
Just...wow.