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**Record Store Tough Guy** · 10-22-2007, 05:28 PM

YOU CAN'T JUDGE BY THE COLOR OF SKIN

He's right. Assholes come in all shapes and sizes.

Working retail made me realize just how futile being racist really is. Why contain my disdain for the human race to one particular minority? Stupidity is by no means limited to any race, religion, or national origin. Easier to be a misanthrope and hate everyone. (Which is what I told the only woman to play the race card on me. Well, I told her I was a misanthrope. Not the whole thing I just said ^_^)

**Imogene** · 10-23-2007, 03:36 AM

Quoth Record Store Tough Guy View Post

Which is what I told the only woman to play the race card on me

No, Ma'am, I hate all humans equally.
Including yourself?
*choke* Yes, Gods Damn my frail human form!

I doubt someone who just pulled the race card on me would be coherent enough to notice that particular contradiction, but hey, I have that line in reserve for if it ever happens.

**aurelemsrealm** · 10-23-2007, 04:38 AM

Quoth Ljt09863 View Post

I'm mad at you cause you offered help!

If you prefer to wait over there, then get your ass back there and shut the hell up! Don't come up here bitching at me because I offered to help you. Some people are such jerks. Like Record Store Tough Guy said, "Assholes come in all shapes and sizes."

**Foxglove8778** · 10-23-2007, 04:48 AM

I used to have a bumper sticker that said "I don't discriminate, I hate everyone equally."

I miss that sticker.

**Amethyst Hunter** · 10-23-2007, 05:11 AM

Quoth Foxglove8778 View Post

I used to have a bumper sticker that said "I don't discriminate, I hate everyone equally."

I so want one of those.

**RecoveringKinkoid** · 10-23-2007, 06:07 PM

It would have been fun to say, very quietly and very seriously, "It's obvious you've never met my husband." with a knowing smirk on your face. If you can plausibly claim mixed blood because of your looks, you could even replace "husband" with "father" or something.

People call you "racist" because so many people get wigged out when they are stuck with this label. When I worked at Kinko's, I'd just casually point to my black-haired, Melungeon-looking husband sitting over in typesetting and say "That's who I married."

Took the wind out of some sails, let me tell you.

**smileyeagle1021** · 10-23-2007, 06:27 PM

I used this line on one of my college roommates he asked do I hate him because he was latino
I of course said "no, of course I don't hate you because you're latino... I hate you because you steal my shit, wake me up at night, bring whores into the room (i wish i was making up that line), you're always drunk, and I get the distinct feeling that you a stereotypical jock who would have shoved me in my locker in high school because I was in the marching band, oh, and as for me disliking most of your friends, it's not that they're latino, it's that they all have similar traits to you... and if you must know my latino friends think your a jackass too."

he and his friends still think that the only reason I don't like them is because I am racist... i'll let them think what they want though, I live 100 miles away now, and I've only seen them once and that was at an amusement park north of salt lake... oh and they must have felt stupid, I was there with one of my friends of mexican descent (sp?).

**aurelemsrealm** · 10-24-2007, 04:52 PM

I can relate to the college roommate horror story. I'm white, and grew up in a predominantly redneck small town in southern Illinois. My first college roommate when I transferred to Murray State University had to be one of the worst Jesse Jackson types of bigots I'd ever met. He was a self-proclaimed "political science major with a minor in criminal law." That's literally how he always introduced himself.

From the start, he made it clear that he would have preferred a private room, but couldn't afford it. Okay, whatever, I would have preferred a private room, but had to make do since I couldn't afford it. The difference is that I adapted the best I could. I was there to concentrate on my studies, and that's what I did. I'm not so sure he really knew why he was there.

Shortly into the semester, it came to my attention that he'd been telling everyone that my family was a bunch of racists who hated blacks because they snubbed him. As I recall, my family only stayed long enough to unload my stuff from the car and help me unpack because we arrived way late, like 10:30 p.m. He didn't stick around for more than a couple of minutes once we arrived. He'd only met them that night that I'd moved into the room, and we were all tired because we'd spent most of the day on the road getting me there. My car broke down along the way, and I was stranded while waiting for them to come with a tow trailer to take me to the university. He'd only met them after we'd been through all of that in one day. So, I confronted him about it. He denied it until I told him that some of his own BLACK friends had told me. He then admitted he said it. All I told him was that he might learn a few things if he ever bothered to pull his head out of his ass, and get over himself. (It's scary when you can hear yourself sounding like your parents.)

Tensions continued to build after that, especially when some of his own black friends started hanging out with me even if he was away. I had my own circle of friends, but I still got to know several of his friends. If they wanted to hang out and chat, that was cool. If not that was cool. When my friends stopped by, he always snubbed them and left within a few minutes. What made me laugh was that several of his friends told him he was being a jerk to me, and needed to grow up. Like I told anyone who asked, if he wants to be that way, that's his problem. As for me, I'm not threatened by him. I could easily stomp him into the ground if he ever had the guts to make something of it, but he's too much of a wuss to be a threat.

The final straw came toward the end of the semester. We got into an argument over something one night, but I can't remember what. So, I flat out told him that I hated him because he was a jackass, but that he wasn't worth any effort to hate black people as a whole because most of the black people I knew hated his kind as well. He resorted to making comments about my family. The next thing I remember, I threw my coffee percolator at him and stormed out. I took a minute to cool off, and went to talk to the RA. The RA was out, so I went to the RD. The RD (who incidentally was black, too) and I talked about it. He said that I'm not the first student to have issues with him as a roommate. Virtually every roommate he's ever had has complained about him. So, eventually, we went back to the room with both RAs for my floor to try to resolve it. I knew I'd had enough. I simply told them that one of us needs to be moved. When we got to the room, he was in the corner bawling to his mother on the phone. The RD asked him if he would be willing to talk about it, and, I'm not kidding, he turned facing the corner like a two-year-old throwing a tantrum. He would not talk about it. He just kept complaining on the phone about his blood pressure and headache.

The next semester, I moved to another room, and life went on for me. I saw him around campus from time to time, but he always walked a big circle if he saw me. I just ignored him, not worth my time. I continued to hang out with several of his friends. Some of them even said that he was getting worse, so they quit hanging around him. It's really sad. I can't bring myself to pity him or feel sorry for him because he brought it on himself. Still, it's just sad that someone can be like that.

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