I live in a majority black town. Dad is a boomer who is still color blind. Stayed here for a while recently and had a bucket list. So naturally his Mayberry boomer brain is like oh, I’m going to Walmart. I tell him no, that’s where the blacks go and it’s not safe.
He is mortified by my casual racism and ignores me and carries on anyway.
He gets there, and the blacks won’t help him. They steal the crap out of his cart, and some even tease him about what he’s wearing. He leaves the store having gotten less than half of what he wanted. He comes back and complains about how awful it was and he couldn’t get help.
Tell him to go to the target and see if he has better luck. He goes back to fawning over the white man’s shop and how everyone helped out, etc.
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