If You Wouldn’t Say It To Their Face, Don’t Say It Near Their Ears, Part 5
My roommates and I decided to go grab food from [Sandwich Chain] before we went out one Friday night. One of my roommates is half-Ecuadorian, and the [Sandwich Chain] employees were both Hispanic.
While I was in the process of ordering my sandwich, the two workers were speaking to each other in Spanish. When it was my friend’s turn, he ordered in Spanish, which I thought was simply a gesture. I couldn’t figure out why both employees looked like ghosts and stammered their way through the entire ordering process.
When I got back in the car, my friend said that the two workers said, “Look at this f****** pretty boy, pretending to be cultured. What a [homophobic slur]; he doesn’t even know the language.”
At that point, my friend decided to place his entire order in Spanish — and thank them at the end of the transaction.
Part 4
While I’m Portuguese, my husband is American, so we speak English at home so our kids are fluent in both languages.
Around 10:00 one morning, I took all four kids for a swim at a nearby natural pool, as the sun wasn’t too strong and there were not too many people. There was us, the lifeguard, and this American couple with two young boys, who were already packing up.
Young Boy: “Mom, why did we come so early?”
Mom: Pointing at us “So we didn’t have to share the water with these filthy Mexicans.”
Then, she turned toward me and said in horribly mangled Spanish:
Mom: “Agua muy buena.” (Water very good.)
One of my younger daughters, who’s three, just loudly asked me, in English:
Daughter: “Mommy, why is that lady calling us Messcans?”
The woman turned such a strong shade of red that you would think she had a sunburn.
If You Wouldn’t Say It To Their Face, Don’t Say It Near Their Ears, Part 5
My roommates and I decided to go grab food from [Sandwich Chain] before we went out one Friday night. One of my roommates is half-Ecuadorian, and the [Sandwich Chain] employees were both Hispanic.
While I was in the process of ordering my sandwich, the two workers were speaking to each other in Spanish. When it was my friend’s turn, he ordered in Spanish, which I thought was simply a gesture. I couldn’t figure out why both employees looked like ghosts and stammered their way through the entire ordering process.
When I got back in the car, my friend said that the two workers said, “Look at this f****** pretty boy, pretending to be cultured. What a [homophobic slur]; he doesn’t even know the language.”
At that point, my friend decided to place his entire order in Spanish — and thank them at the end of the transaction.
Part 4
While I’m Portuguese, my husband is American, so we speak English at home so our kids are fluent in both languages.
Around 10:00 one morning, I took all four kids for a swim at a nearby natural pool, as the sun wasn’t too strong and there were not too many people. There was us, the lifeguard, and this American couple with two young boys, who were already packing up.
Young Boy: “Mom, why did we come so early?”
Mom: Pointing at us “So we didn’t have to share the water with these filthy Mexicans.”
Then, she turned toward me and said in horribly mangled Spanish:
Mom: “Agua muy buena.” (Water very good.)
One of my younger daughters, who’s three, just loudly asked me, in English:
Daughter: “Mommy, why is that lady calling us Messcans?”
The woman turned such a strong shade of red that you would think she had a sunburn.
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