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Were saying "Hi" makes me a racist. (Long and some language)
I was cleaning up a section of the store, when I saw these two teens, a boy and a girl, rumaging through the section. They kept staring at me, which means they're either up to something or need help. I said "hi" to them, so if they needed help, they'd know I was there to give them a hand. If they were up to something, they know I was there to see what they were up to.
The girl reacted by yelling at me. "What you watchin' me for? I gots money! I'm gonna pay for dis stuff!" I said nothing, and continued cleaning. Now I know that they're up to something, so I know to watch them while I clean.
And let me remind you, all I did to them was say "Hi".
When I didn't give her the fight she was looking for, she then got right in my face, screaming "Hey, you racist cracker! What you watchin' me for? You just watchin' me 'cuz I'm black, that's all! You're racist! What's you're name, you racist bitch?!? What's your fuckin' name?!?!?!?"
It was all I could do to not punch her square in the jaw. Not only was she accusing me of racisim, she was invading my personal space in the one of worst ways possible, getting no more than two inches from my face and screaming at the top of her lungs. Instead of resorting to violence, however, I turned to face her, looked her dead in the eye, and said "My name is ShinyKitsune, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't yell in my face."
Not my best moment, I admit, but I managed to scare a sufficcient amount of piss out of her to get her to back off. She and her guy went off to anouther section of the store, where the MOD, who heard her yelling, started watching her. (Why she didn't kick her out of the store then and there, after hearing her call me a "racist cracker", is beyond me. Would have saved a lot of trouble.
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But wait, there's more!
Not long after that, I had to go on the register, and as I'm ringing out a customer, I hear MOD yell "Wait right there!", followed by the same two kids running out the door, and the boy taking a handfull of stolen merchandise from his shopping bag and throwing it in MOD's direction. MOD chased them through the parking lot, attempting to see them get in a car and get the licence number, but she lost them at some point when they split up. The cops were called, a report was filed, and if they ever decide to come back, we've got quite a few witnesses to get them arrested.
And to imagine, they might not have even been watched if they hadn't pulled out the race card.
The girl reacted by yelling at me. "What you watchin' me for? I gots money! I'm gonna pay for dis stuff!" I said nothing, and continued cleaning. Now I know that they're up to something, so I know to watch them while I clean.
And let me remind you, all I did to them was say "Hi".
When I didn't give her the fight she was looking for, she then got right in my face, screaming "Hey, you racist cracker! What you watchin' me for? You just watchin' me 'cuz I'm black, that's all! You're racist! What's you're name, you racist bitch?!? What's your fuckin' name?!?!?!?"
It was all I could do to not punch her square in the jaw. Not only was she accusing me of racisim, she was invading my personal space in the one of worst ways possible, getting no more than two inches from my face and screaming at the top of her lungs. Instead of resorting to violence, however, I turned to face her, looked her dead in the eye, and said "My name is ShinyKitsune, and I'd appreciate it if you didn't yell in my face."
Not my best moment, I admit, but I managed to scare a sufficcient amount of piss out of her to get her to back off. She and her guy went off to anouther section of the store, where the MOD, who heard her yelling, started watching her. (Why she didn't kick her out of the store then and there, after hearing her call me a "racist cracker", is beyond me. Would have saved a lot of trouble.
)But wait, there's more!
Not long after that, I had to go on the register, and as I'm ringing out a customer, I hear MOD yell "Wait right there!", followed by the same two kids running out the door, and the boy taking a handfull of stolen merchandise from his shopping bag and throwing it in MOD's direction. MOD chased them through the parking lot, attempting to see them get in a car and get the licence number, but she lost them at some point when they split up. The cops were called, a report was filed, and if they ever decide to come back, we've got quite a few witnesses to get them arrested.
And to imagine, they might not have even been watched if they hadn't pulled out the race card.
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