disneyfav4ever
No matter how your heart is grieving, if you keep
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Okay, this is a half vent - half comment thread I'm going to start.
I'm a cashier, and when I was at work today I had a nice couple come through my line, with there very cute little boy, the woman was white, and the man was black. After they were done and left, the next customer, an older man, started talking about them.
I don't remember his exact words, but it was pretty much just that they shouldn't be together because they were different races.
I kept my mouth shut, but I wanted to knock this guy out and/or run to the bathroom crying.
That's because I'm white, and my DBF is black, and I can't stand it when people look at us wierd, like why are we together?
Or when some people start with racist terms, (and I've seen several, what I would call racist people, at my job,) or, my worst experience was when a black lady came in with a large bag, headed straight to the medicine area, and put a few high priced items in her bag, and then attempted to leave. Apparently since, we wanted to see her reciept, which of course she didn't have, we were "racist."
I hate being accused of being racist.
I'm very self-concious sometimes, and the looks me and DBF get when we're out sometimes, or comments I've overheard, one of my favorites, (BTW - DBF is about ten years older then me, but looks older then that,)
Person #1 "He's old enough to be her father."
Person #2 "Well you know he's not. He's black as night."
Then they both laughed. And I subbed black as night becuase what they said was worse, and I don't want to post it here. I've been called a lot of things since DBF and I have been together, (more then a year now.)
I'm also going to be self-concious when we have children, which we are talking about getting married and having kids, that they'd be picked on and made fun of.
I had a friend in high school, whose parents were black and white, and she was called names. The one that I remember off the top of my head is Oreo.
Aren't we, as humans, far along enough to accept different types of couples? Between me and my DBF, with the race and the age difference, and my gay friends, (whole other topic,) it seems like some people feel the need to judge others by who their with and not who they are.
I know I should just ignore them, but its very hard to.
I'm a cashier, and when I was at work today I had a nice couple come through my line, with there very cute little boy, the woman was white, and the man was black. After they were done and left, the next customer, an older man, started talking about them.
I don't remember his exact words, but it was pretty much just that they shouldn't be together because they were different races.
I kept my mouth shut, but I wanted to knock this guy out and/or run to the bathroom crying.
That's because I'm white, and my DBF is black, and I can't stand it when people look at us wierd, like why are we together?
Or when some people start with racist terms, (and I've seen several, what I would call racist people, at my job,) or, my worst experience was when a black lady came in with a large bag, headed straight to the medicine area, and put a few high priced items in her bag, and then attempted to leave. Apparently since, we wanted to see her reciept, which of course she didn't have, we were "racist." I hate being accused of being racist.
I'm very self-concious sometimes, and the looks me and DBF get when we're out sometimes, or comments I've overheard, one of my favorites, (BTW - DBF is about ten years older then me, but looks older then that,)
Person #1 "He's old enough to be her father."
Person #2 "Well you know he's not. He's black as night."
Then they both laughed. And I subbed black as night becuase what they said was worse, and I don't want to post it here. I've been called a lot of things since DBF and I have been together, (more then a year now.)
I'm also going to be self-concious when we have children, which we are talking about getting married and having kids, that they'd be picked on and made fun of.
I had a friend in high school, whose parents were black and white, and she was called names. The one that I remember off the top of my head is Oreo.
Aren't we, as humans, far along enough to accept different types of couples? Between me and my DBF, with the race and the age difference, and my gay friends, (whole other topic,) it seems like some people feel the need to judge others by who their with and not who they are.
I know I should just ignore them, but its very hard to.
How else can a person describe that kind of behavior without even knowing the couple involved?

I was so happy to get out of Dodge, even though I miss it in some ways. I'd guess that you live in Eugene (I haven't lived there), Corvallis, or Portland. I'm from Klamath Falls and wow, it's not the place to be.
) and to ease the tension I asked her the that the really important question is if the doctor was cute. She laughed and said, "well, he's black". I said, "ok, well, was he cute? I hope you didn't say something stupid like you have a good tan". She assured me he was a great dr and only told me he was black because I asked if he was cute.
We only went to see her once because she treated him so badly. I loved her, but I refused to put my then-fiance through it again. Sadly, she never came around.