I took myself to breakfast yesterday morning. Quiet little place - new place. It was just me and one other table, full of 3 women.
These women...
They did not make any effort to keep their voices down at all. This was... rather unpleasant breakfast conversation.
Oh - and the Mexican joke? They waited until the serving staff (who is of Eastern European descent anyhow, I think) was gone and noted that they 'might need to keep their voices down' with a glance in the direction of the waitstaff.
I didn't want to get into an argument today, so I didn't say anything. I should have. What I WANTED to do, and should have, was to get up, go to their table and let them know that my husband is from Saltillo and I found their comments all the way around to be offensive and uncalled for.
What I did was pay my bill and leave.
I'm a wuss.
These women...
- told jokes about Mexicans
- let the whole world know their opinion of Clinton (which, while I may agree with some points, I didn't need to hear)
- talked about the infamous Blue Dress
- talked about someone's DD boobs
- someone else's suicide attempt
They did not make any effort to keep their voices down at all. This was... rather unpleasant breakfast conversation.
Oh - and the Mexican joke? They waited until the serving staff (who is of Eastern European descent anyhow, I think) was gone and noted that they 'might need to keep their voices down' with a glance in the direction of the waitstaff.
I didn't want to get into an argument today, so I didn't say anything. I should have. What I WANTED to do, and should have, was to get up, go to their table and let them know that my husband is from Saltillo and I found their comments all the way around to be offensive and uncalled for.
What I did was pay my bill and leave.
I'm a wuss.
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