JohnFrum1978
Active Member
There's this great sushi restaurant I used to enjoy. The portions were big, the food was excellent. The waitress was this grandmotherly looking asian woman, wearing a kimono, who walked taking these tiny little steps. She always used to smile and say, "good job" when I finished my Godzilla platter. I went there for my birthdays, special occasions, you name it.
The other day I was horrified to find this college aged white girl waiting my table. She wore the kimono, but she had a nose ring and these art student looking horn rimmed glasses. She had this nasally voice like the chick from Daria's world. Needless to say the experience was ruined for me. I don't think I'll be going back.
Does that make me racist?
The other day I was horrified to find this college aged white girl waiting my table. She wore the kimono, but she had a nose ring and these art student looking horn rimmed glasses. She had this nasally voice like the chick from Daria's world. Needless to say the experience was ruined for me. I don't think I'll be going back.
Does that make me racist?