I'm a Soul Survivor. . .
So today we played this really, really random game in freshman orientation that didn't quite sit well with me.
Firstly, the game mod separated our rows into 6 different categories according to the ones he wrote on the board. The categories were (1-Gays/Lesbians; 2-Blondes; 3-Blacks; 4-People from Divorced Households; 5-Older Adults; 6-Greeks). What we had to do was write every stereotype that we could think of about the people in our category. Well, of course, I got "blacks". "Wonderful," I thought as I wrote down things such as "criminal", "bastard", and "lower intelligence".
BUT THEN, to put the icing in on the cake, they hauled us all down to the auditorium and then they made us turn in our paper according to what category they were in. They called out each category and the people who fit into that demographic had to line up in the front and make eye contact with each person in the audience as the game mod read off every single stereotype. It was sofa king awkward! Whenever they called out "blacks" it was me and one of the student ambassadors, and I was not about to stand up there with everyone looking at me as the game mod annouced things such as, "fried chicken" "watermelon" and "big lips". So I just sat there in the audience. . .with everyone looking at me thinking, "Why the hell didn't she go up there?" I think that would have been just uncomfortable enough to make me either tear up a little or laugh uncontrollably. Steven looked a little miffed at me for making him be by himself, but I wanted no part of that.
I don't know why the game even meritted a LiveJournal post, but it is just really not sitting well with me AT ALL. AT ALL.
Firstly, the game mod separated our rows into 6 different categories according to the ones he wrote on the board. The categories were (1-Gays/Lesbians; 2-Blondes; 3-Blacks; 4-People from Divorced Households; 5-Older Adults; 6-Greeks). What we had to do was write every stereotype that we could think of about the people in our category. Well, of course, I got "blacks". "Wonderful," I thought as I wrote down things such as "criminal", "bastard", and "lower intelligence".
BUT THEN, to put the icing in on the cake, they hauled us all down to the auditorium and then they made us turn in our paper according to what category they were in. They called out each category and the people who fit into that demographic had to line up in the front and make eye contact with each person in the audience as the game mod read off every single stereotype. It was sofa king awkward! Whenever they called out "blacks" it was me and one of the student ambassadors, and I was not about to stand up there with everyone looking at me as the game mod annouced things such as, "fried chicken" "watermelon" and "big lips". So I just sat there in the audience. . .with everyone looking at me thinking, "Why the hell didn't she go up there?" I think that would have been just uncomfortable enough to make me either tear up a little or laugh uncontrollably. Steven looked a little miffed at me for making him be by himself, but I wanted no part of that.
I don't know why the game even meritted a LiveJournal post, but it is just really not sitting well with me AT ALL. AT ALL.