Then one of them begins talking about a friend or paramour of hers and I hear her say, "Well he does racial humor, which I don't like... but he's funny!" This makes me sort of chuckle and shake my head a bit, but I ignore it and continue getting ready to leave. But then I hear her start talking about how her friend was sending out "chink" jokes, but it wasn't bad because they were "funny." She then begins talking in a funny Asian voice.
Now, they know I'm sitting right outside the office. They walked right by me. The visitor even introduced herself to me. Yet there she is, pronouncing the name "Rick," "Lick." Repeatedly.
Anyway, there's nothing better than ending your day at your underpaid day job by listening to a room of white people making chink jokes. Just grand.

3 comments:
now i know why our conversation ended abruptly. isn't ignorance grand?
I don't get the joke in the picture. >_<
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