Today just keeps rolling along. Found a few hoodies at Target for $3.99 and the cutest little hat! Maxx is crazy. He will not stop barking! I love him, but jeez!!! I won't yell at him. It is his way of "protecting" me from what/whomever. (this is not the topic of this blog.)Okay.
Picture it.
November 5, 2008.
Approx. 4pm.
Bank of America. Chippewa and Hampton.
I have stopped to cash my payroll check. The bank is "overly-friendly" in my opinion. I had three different women ask if I needed cash back or if I was going to deposit. I needed cash back. Then they wanted me open an account. NOT HAPPENING! I go to the center of the bank and get in the line for the tellers. There is 6 of us in line. Obama news is blaring over the TV in the lobby for all to hear. It is drowning out the small talk at the teller windows. (Thank God!)
I'm dressed as a typical south city dweller. Shorts, T-shirt, and tennis shoes. There are a few men in suits. A few ladies in slack and sweater combo's. And one lady that looked like she fell off the MaryKay delivery truck. This lady caught my attention from her coiffe' and perfume smell. (Color me beautiful, she was quite dashing for a mid 60's, early 70's woman.) She was taking longer than all six of us in line to get to a teller. I went to the counter. Did my business. And the lady, color me beautiful lady, was walking towards the door to leave. I strolled past her. I held the door open for her. And this is the actual conversation.
LADY: THANK YOU, I guess you are one of the nice ones also.
ME: Excuse me?
LADY: You know, like the new president. I guess I had better get used to it.
ME: Maam, are you asking if I am bi-racial.
LADY: Oh, it is nothing bad. But "your kind" ARE GOING TO MAKE A BIG DEAL OUT OF THIS.
ME: I am one hundred percent caucasian. I am dark from the tanning bed. I get my manners from a proper upbringing with "thank you" and "please".
LADY: Perhaps you should try that answer on someone who believes you....
ME: (IN SHOCK!!!--as she heads for her 2007 Cadillac Seville......
I immediately was infuriated. What the hell? Have I been blind to all of this? Or has it or will it become even more of an issue?
Amazing.
2008.
The day after a history changing event.
I swear, it felt like I had been transported back to 1962.
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