this is not funny
I was walking down University to pick up my car from where I abandoned it last night (because I'm a responsible person like that), when I passed Baskin Robbins and I heard this man mumbling to himself. Just picture this: older man, tall, with one of those straw hats that rich white men like to wear when they're golfing or something. His shirt was "salmon" colored. And this is what I hear:
Douchebag: (muttering to himself) Goddamn wetbacks.
Now, I didn't hear at first what he said because I was passing him, but that is definitely what he said, because this is what happened next, when a woman emerged from the store:
Righteously Angry Employee of Baskin Robbins: (yelling angrily) I am not a wetback; I am an American citizen. I don't make the rules, and I don't ever want to see you in here again.
God, do I wish I would have turned around to see the look on his face. I was this close to turning around and going back into Baskin Robbins to like give her a high-five or something for telling him off. Because seriously? What a fucking a-hole, and I don't even know what happened.
Douchebag: (muttering to himself) Goddamn wetbacks.
Now, I didn't hear at first what he said because I was passing him, but that is definitely what he said, because this is what happened next, when a woman emerged from the store:
Righteously Angry Employee of Baskin Robbins: (yelling angrily) I am not a wetback; I am an American citizen. I don't make the rules, and I don't ever want to see you in here again.
God, do I wish I would have turned around to see the look on his face. I was this close to turning around and going back into Baskin Robbins to like give her a high-five or something for telling him off. Because seriously? What a fucking a-hole, and I don't even know what happened.