Sunday, January 18, 2004

Racist Bitch

WARNING: This rant contains graphic language that will no doubt be repeated in a fit of anger. This is not a humorous post. This is rage. Some bitch at The Body Shop (a Bath & Body Works wannabe) had the fucking nerve to ask me to move away from the store, because I was "scaring away customers." Yes, she said "scaring." The bitch said I was scaring away her fucking customers. Me. By myself. By just standing there and being black. I'll start at the beginning. My day was already going badly enough. I messed up a pot of coffee in the office kitchen, and I got stuck with surveys for mothers of young daughters (for an upcoming movie called Mean Girls, starring that girl from Freaky Friday.) IT CANNOT BE FUCKING DONE. No mother with children ever stops to take a survey. It never happens. Me and Shayna (who is white, by the way) were standing to the side of a store in the mall called The Body Shop. I stand there all the time, and I never get complaints. I never get complaints for any store I stand near. We have a policy that prevents us Recruiters from interrupting the business of other stores. This means I don't stop people from going in stores, I don't go into stores myself, and I don't bother people while they're shopping at one of those carts in the middle of the hall. So Shayna and I were standing to the side of the store, talking to this one guy. In the middle of our conversation, the guy says the woman working in the store is signalling him to come in. He comes out a few seconds later, and tells me... "She asked me to ask 'the black guy' to move, becuase she said you're scaring away customers." You don't fucking say that to somebody! you especially don't get a perfect stranger to send the message by word-of-mouth. If you have a problem with me, say it to my damn face. How am I scaring away the customers? By my fucking self? When there are two people standing next to me? Bitch had to be talked to. She's gonna have the nerve to tell me that it's because I'm a survey person, not because I'm black. Yet my white co-worker and the white guy we were talking to went unnoticed. How the fuck is she going to tell me that she's not racist? Did it ever occur to the bitch that nobody wants to shop there? Huh? That her store sucks more dick than my co-worker Max and rapper Lil Kim combined? So fuck her. I'll see her in hell. And I hope her hell has dozens of black men standing in front of her store. Rather than my usual "Much Love," I'm going to end this with a quote from one of my favorite songs... "Crazy bitch. Stupid ass bitch. Crazy bitch. Dumb ass bitch. Crazy bitch. Punk ass bitch. Crazy bitch. A bitch's bitch. Crazy bitch."

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