Bwuh? Am I in the right century?

[Windwalker]

A rural town about 75 minutes outside of Seattle. There's a bar fairly close to the main strip of the town. I haven't been to a bar in the USA in a long while, decide to try it. Walk in, sit at the end of the bar. The closest people to me are two stools to my right engaged in a discussion about someone's son's graduation. Bartender's a big rugged type, looks like he'd be comfortable wrestling crocodiles with Paul Hogan. It's fairly crowded, so he's busy with customers at the other end. I feel like I'm being stared at, but I ignore them for the moment and look at the selection of drinks behind the bar. About 30 seconds after sitting down, I hear the following somewhere behind me:

"Hey, what the hell's Chinaman doin' here?" in a fairly high-pitched male voice that's sort of a cross between an auctioneer and a bumpkin. Was spoken softly but somehow carried to me.

"Look at 'im. No sweet sao-wah pohk here, Mr. Wang" said that guy's friend. I dunno how to describe it, but the "Wang" sounded incredibly derisive.


I have Asian blood and I do look Chinese. But...

WHAT THE FUCK?

As the bartender was coming over to me, I got up and walked out the door. Prolly shoulda tried to mess with them by putting on a pidgin English show or something, but I really didn't feel like dealing with it. Guess I was crashin' on an Aryan-only bar or something. They should have put up a sign.

Fuckers.

[phouka]

Jesus Fucking Christ on a broken pogo stick! Hell, Windwalker, that's awful. I know there are parts in eastern WA and OR that are a bit on the backward side, but that's inexcusable. Had I been in there with you, I would have been completely flabbergasted. Racism exists, sure, I've got that, but loud, obnoxious, cretinous racism in a public place? THE HELL?! That is so sixty years ago.

Just as well you left, I guess. I'd hate to think what might have happened if Monsieur Smartypants had decided to spread his stupidity around.

I am so sorry you had to deal with that.

[capybara]

Dude! Wow! What town was this? You must let us know, as it's earned all the derision it gets. Sheesh.

[Evil One]

I'm sorry you had to deal with that.

[Duckster]

Perhaps there should be an unannouced (to them) PNW Dopefest sometime?

:D

[SteveG1]

It sucks. Interesting but not surprising that they chose to pick on a total stranger for no reason. I would think adults have better things to do. Here's hoping Mr. Asshole had a killer headache in the morning and puked his guts up and got fired for being too hung over to work.

[fushj00mang]

Wind, that sucks. Would you e-mail me the name of that bar? (I've got a TDY to Ft. Lewis later this year. Wonder what they'd do with ten or eleven uniformed americans of african and asian decent entering at the same time?)

[DrDeth]

There are some neighborhood dives that everyone other than a regular gets a hard time at.

This was inexcusable, given the racist tone.

[ZipperJJ]

Woah. Amazing. Your thread title really fits your post.

[wolf_meister]

Windwalker
Not that it's much consolation to you, but that is probably their entire universe. Sure, they might make fun of people that are different, but their lives will be the same unchanging nothing existence til the day they die. You walked away from their narrow-minded, limited perspective and you only had to associate with them for just a few minutes. They, on the other hand, are stuck there with each other forever.
Gee, that makes me feel better. :D

[Windwalker]

Dude! Wow! What town was this? You must let us know, as it's earned all the derision it gets. Sheesh.

Well, to be fair, I don't think anyone else heard those two. They spoke at a low volume but perhaps due to some acoustical reason I heard it loud and clear. So I wouldn't impugn the town just yet; really wish I'd confronted them, though, just to see others' reactions. It's just that I don't frequently get in a let's-mix-it-up-and-socialize-with-strangers mode and this totally threw me off, so I just left. I don't mind friendly racial jokes (Q: How do Chinese people get their names? A: They throw a bunch of pots down the road.... Ching Cheng Chang Ding Dong Dang...), but they're usually said among, well, friends, and not in this quasi-hostile, belittling tone.

[naive optimism]I dunno, maybe they were drunk and just in the making-fun-of-people-for-whatever-reason mode and would've bought me a drink afterwards. [/naive optimism]

By the way, I don't think I should say the name of the bar, but it was in Auburn (or just outside, not sure of what the city limits are). 'Twas close enough to farm country that I saw a few cowboy hats in there. Maybe I shoulda challenged'em to a duel?

:mad:3|) . . . . --> :eek:

[Diogenes the Cynic]

That sucks, Windwalker, I'm sorry.

My guess is that these assholes were probably just looking for an excuse to get in a fight with somebody and your perceived ethnicity just happened to be a convenient weapon to harass you with. Not that it makes it any better but if you hadn't looked Chinese, they probably would have just found something else to rag on...hair style, glasses, clothes, "you look like a queer." anything. Dickheads looking for barfights don't really need a good reason.

You showed good judgement by leaving, by the way. You shouldn't have had to but it was a smart thing to do. Giving them shit back probably wouldn't have ended well.

On the other hand, they sound like they were dumb enough to believe that all Chinese people know Kung Fu. Maybe you could have scared them off with some fake martial arts moves. ;)

[TVeblen]

Nope, Windwalker, you're in the right century; they're stuck in a bizarre timewarp.

That sucks but it confronting hostile drunks is a waste of time for everybody. They don't have enough enough functional brain cells to work with--assuming they had many before they sucked down some liquid stuidity--and the point would have been lost on them anyway. "There I was, having a quiet drink with a buddy, then this Chinese guy comes over and tries to start a fight..."

They've already passed sentence on themselves. They're stuck being loser barflies with nothing better to do than get pissy about total strangers.

Could have been interesting to know what the bartender might have done about it, though.

[Anaamika]

Man, WindWalker, I'm sorry. That's horrible...it's unfortunate that racism still exists. I even feel it around the Albany area sometimes, so where you were I guess it's not too much of a surprise.

If it's any comfort, you have a really cool username.

[Bosda Di'Chi of Tricor]

Wind, you're a Good Joe, & a square shooter, & they're not.

It's as simple as that.

[Bosda Di'Chi of Tricor]

BTW--if you need cheering up, read my sig! :D

[Quartz]

Kudos to you for not rising to the bait.

[auntie em]

In a warped way, I kind of appreciate the genuine' jaw-droppin' shock (both my own and that of others) that results from these kinds of situations. I mean, like your thread title implies Windwalker, in the not-so-distant past, such behavior would have been pretty unremarkable, so it's kind of interesting to me how the tables have turned to make those barflies the freaks in this scenario, rather than you.

Does that make sense?

I once went on a date with a guy (whom I met because I bought his mother's piano) who told me over lunch that he "never would have guessed that [i]colored, because [ I ] don't have a huge chip on [my] shoulder or talk all that jive talk like most colored people." (Oh, yes. I quote.)

I think it was supposed to be a compliment. :confused:

Anyway, I got back to work after lunch, and told my coworkers (who were equally aghast) the story, and one of them came into my office later and tried to get me to "open up" about how painful that situation must have been for me.

But honestly, it wasn't painful at all. I mean, my "date" was the person who came off as a complete and utter freakshow of an idiot (to me and to everyone who's heard the story), so why should I be in pain?

If your experience caused you pain, Windwalker, I'm sorry you had to go through it. But from your tone in the OP, it sounds like you mostly experienced the shock and confusion inherent in encountering people who just fell off the dumbfuck trailer (and the subsequent regret that none of your snappy comebacks occurred to you in your moment of shock).

[Lord Ashtar]

You should have turned around, given them your best Bruce Lee scream impression, waved your arms around a bit, then broken a bottle on the bar and pointed it at them menacingly. If nothing else, you would've made them piss their pants. Because after all, all Asian people know Karate. :rolleyes:

[Spiff]

It sucks. Interesting but not surprising that they chose to pick on a total stranger for no reason. I would think adults have better things to do. Here's hoping Mr. Asshole had a killer headache in the morning and puked his guts up and got fired for being too hung over to work.
Yeah, but then I'd bet that Mr. Asshole would blame all the furriners for stealing jobs from good ol' Americans ...

[msmith537]

"Chinaman"? WTF did they think you were digging tunnels for the TransContinental Railroad or something?

[QuickSilver]

"Hey, what the hell's Chinaman doin' here?" in a fairly high-pitched male voice that's sort of a cross between an auctioneer and a bumpkin. Was spoken softly but somehow carried to me.

"Look at 'im. No sweet sao-wah pohk here, Mr. Wang" said that guy's friend. I dunno how to describe it, but the "Wang" sounded incredibly derisive.

You'd have a tough time convincing me that this kind of shit isn't a cry for a life altering beat down. :mad:

Fuckers is right. Inbread shit for brains low life pig fuckers is more accurate.

[SteveG1]

Yeah, but then I'd bet that Mr. Asshole would blame all the furriners for stealing jobs from good ol' Americans ...
Even better, would be to get fired and have one o' them thar Chah-neez furriners replace him :D

It might have been fun to "go martial master" on them, but given that something always goes wrong, Mr. Dumbass would probably turn out to be the local sheriff's brother's cousin's illegitemate half nephew, and then Wind would have gone to jail. Better to walk away and put a curse on his house later.

Thinner. Thinner. Thinner.

[kidchameleon]

You could have told them you were building the transcontinental railroad. :cool:

[Lute Skywatcher]

Back when I was renting rooms, I went to a C/W roadhouse with a flat-mate and her brother. I knew the owner; we worked together at his day job. He'd give me free food and drinks whenever I'd visit. He wasn't there that night though, the two I was with might have received better treatment if he was. See, they're of Puerto Rican heritage and the guy looked black. Never gave it a second thought until we walked in the door of the place and everyone stared.

[CateAyo]

Windwalker, racism is alive and well in America. I have read on other posts that some believe it is less than it has been. I disagree. I believe it is merely more subtle and understated, better to circumvent the laws. What you experienced was neither subtle not understated. It is also familiar to me.

I am Native American (Red Indian as referred to in another post regarding Hitler). I had occassion to be in Milltown, New Jersey a few years ago, doing a bit of consulting for the local government there. I was happy to find a sizaeable population of Delaware/Lenni Lanape people there.

While drinking, quietly, with my business partner in a hotel bar, I noted a small and inebriated man on the opposite end of the bar staring at me. He was remarking, in a loud enough voice, how he hated "injuns" and how we "priairie-niggers" couldn't be trusted and would cheat and steal, and how his ex wife had run off with one of "them buffalo-fuckers" (excellent judgement on her part). He went on to say that he wouldn't even drink with "them bastards"!

I said nothing, but later asked the embarrased bartender to hand him whatever he was drinking, and say it was form an anonymous donor. He did so and as the drunk was about midway through the drink, I couldn't resist telling him he was welcome for the beer. Oh, that started him railing again (but he finished the beer).

After a few minutes, my agent called us at the bar phone (she always knew where to find us). I got up to take the call and as I walked around the bar, drunk-boy's eyes got saucer-like. I guess I was bigger than he expected. After the call, he got very very apologetic and offered to buy us a few drinks.

So yes, my friend, I have imbibed with mutants. I think that their illness in incurable.

[koeeoaddi]

A rural town about 75 minutes outside of Seattle. There's a bar fairly close to the main strip of the town. I haven't been to a bar in the USA in a long while, decide to try it.
Man, of all the gin joints in all the world...and so close to civilization, too. I'm so sorry, Windwalker. Just look at it this way -- you get to go back to your erudite life, but when the morning light comes streaming in, they'll wake up in Auburn again. Amen.

[SkipMagic]

I once went on a date with a guy (whom I met because I bought his mother's piano) who told me over lunch that he "never would have guessed that [i]colored, because [ I ] don't have a huge chip on [my] shoulder or talk all that jive talk like most colored people." (Oh, yes. I quote.)
Jive talkin' just isn't a crime. And if there's somebody you love 'till you die, then all that jive talkin' just gets in your eye.

Word.

[Troy McClure SF]

Sorry that happened to you, WW. If it makes you feel better, you can come to my town, stop in one of the Asian bars, and make fun of all the dumb honkys that walk in! ;)

Something along the same lines happened to a friend of mine, who was on a road trip somewhere in the middle of California. My friend is an Indian woman, and this is what she said...
We also went to this bar in the valley called the Classroom that was something out of a Taratino flick. When we tried to get in, the bouncer informed us that it was "under new management now." We attempted to continue walking in when he clarified that to mean "it's for latinos now." I shrugged and walked in anyway while the bouncer proceeded to frisk [the two guys I was with, one Indian, one white (I think)]...

They had a fine time there, and no one hassled them. And after hearing more about it, it even sounded like an OK place, aside from the creepy introduction, though I do have odd tastes in bars sometimes.

[Ethilrist]

You should have turned around, given them your best Bruce Lee scream impression, waved your arms around a bit, then broken a bottle on the bar and pointed it at them menacingly. If nothing else, you would've made them piss their pants. Because after all, all Asian people know Karate. :rolleyes:
Yeah, but all redneck Americans carry guns, so... :dubious:

[Lute Skywatcher]

Something along the same lines happened to a friend of mine, who was on a road trip somewhere in the middle of California. My friend is an Indian woman, and this is what she said...When we tried to get in, the bouncer informed us that it was "under new management now." We attempted to continue walking in when he clarified that to mean "it's for latinos now."There's a restaurant around here that kinda did the same thing. It used to be a pizzaria and now it's a taqueria. What's funny is they never took the Pizza sign off the roof!

[Chefguy]

Forget it Jake, it's Auburn. . .

[Cervaise]

Auburn? Auburn?

For non-Northwesterners, Auburn is not the one-horse podunk town you might infer it is from the 75-miles-outside-Seattle description. (Actually, it's more like 30.) It's definitely not a big city, but it's more like the suburbs of the suburbs. In fact, it's the site of the state's largest outlet mall megaplex (http://www.supermall.com), which means it has considerably more than a single stoplight, or whatever else comes to mind when you think of small towns.

From the OP, I was expecting you to say Brinnon or Cashmere or one of those types of places. But Auburn? Whoa.

[ShibbOleth]

Jive talkin' just isn't a crime. And if there's somebody you love 'till you die, then all that jive talkin' just gets in your eye.

Word.


I just want to thank you and the missus for getting a bad BeeGee's song stuck in my head.


:wally

[Try As I Might...]

WW Are you sure you didn't accidently walk into a set shooting the new Kung fu series? Was David Carradine there? That's the only other explanation I have other than the time-warp theory.

CateAyo You have unbelievable grace and you're a better person than I.

[vibrotronica]

"Hey, what the hell's Chinaman doin' here?""Dude, Chinaman is not the preferred nomenclature. Asian-American. Please."

A Big Lebowski quote for every occasion!

[Anaamika]

"Dude, Chinaman is not the preferred nomenclature. Asian-American. Please."

A Big Lebowski quote for every occasion!
Ok, that movie sucked something awful, but that was one of the few laugh-out-loud moments for us. :)

[Critical1]

sounds like he found the Royal Bear,

its a redneck bar in the auburn area. as for auburn, the town is full of methheads and more white trash per sq mile than anyplace within a good thousand miles.


doesnt surprise me to much to find that kind of attitude in that area. while they ait my kinda peeps I do have to deal with them from time to time.

[auntie em]

I just want to thank you and the missus for getting a bad BeeGee's song stuck in my head.


:wally

Hey, it wasn't me--what do I know from the BeeGees? I mean, everybody knows that British white boys can't talk jive. Only colored people and white American nuns.

[Troy McClure SF]

"Dude, Chinaman is not the preferred nomenclature. Asian-American. Please."

A Big Lebowski quote for every occasion!

Actually, this reminds me that even in supposedly "enlightened" areas, there are still plenty of people who talk like this. SF has the largest Chinese population outside of China (or so I've heard), and I think we even have a few gay folks in that Castro area, yet "Chinaman" and "fag" are still heard all over the place. Not too openly; but they're still around.

[Amazon Floozy Goddess]

Windwalker, racism is alive and well in America. I have read on other posts that some believe it is less than it has been. I disagree. I believe it is merely more subtle and understated, better to circumvent the laws. What you experienced was neither subtle not understated. It is also familiar to me.

I am Native American (Red Indian as referred to in another post regarding Hitler). I had occassion to be in Milltown, New Jersey a few years ago, doing a bit of consulting for the local government there. I was happy to find a sizaeable population of Delaware/Lenni Lanape people there.

While drinking, quietly, with my business partner in a hotel bar, I noted a small and inebriated man on the opposite end of the bar staring at me. He was remarking, in a loud enough voice, how he hated "injuns" and how we "priairie-niggers" couldn't be trusted and would cheat and steal, and how his ex wife had run off with one of "them buffalo-fuckers" (excellent judgement on her part). He went on to say that he wouldn't even drink with "them bastards"!

I said nothing, but later asked the embarrased bartender to hand him whatever he was drinking, and say it was form an anonymous donor. He did so and as the drunk was about midway through the drink, I couldn't resist telling him he was welcome for the beer. Oh, that started him railing again (but he finished the beer).

After a few minutes, my agent called us at the bar phone (she always knew where to find us). I got up to take the call and as I walked around the bar, drunk-boy's eyes got saucer-like. I guess I was bigger than he expected. After the call, he got very very apologetic and offered to buy us a few drinks.

So yes, my friend, I have imbibed with mutants. I think that their illness in incurable.
I hear ya. I'm part Cree, but the only part of me that "looks Indian" is my naturally black hair. Maybe my very straight nose too. The rest of me is deathly pale and I have green eyes. I'm usually met with disbelief when I reveal to anyone that I have Native ancestry.

Last year I was selling some of my crafts at a pow-wow, and a couple older Native ladies browsing at the craft tables came up and asked a few questions about my stuff, then asked about my background. When I told them they actually laughed and then walked away. I was totally humiliated and angry.

Take heart, Windwalker, because you're a smarter, kinder, and all-around better person than those assholes will ever be.

[ShibbOleth]

Hey, it wasn't me--what do I know from the BeeGees? I mean, everybody knows that British white boys can't talk jive. Only colored people and white American nuns.

I didn't know the Beaver's mom was a nun. And the BeeGee's were effectively Australian by way of Isle of Man, which makes them sort of British-once-removed.

[wolf_meister]

ShibbOleth
I didn't know the Beaver's mom was a nun.

"Chump don't want da help, chump don't get da help."

[Hoodoo Ulove]

I found this a very disappointing OP. I can't think of any way to turn it around and call Windwalker an asshole. Ruined my day.

[SkipMagic]

I didn't know the Beaver's mom was a nun. And the BeeGee's were effectively Australian by way of Isle of Man, which makes them sort of British-once-removed.
See? She was jivin' you, turkey.

[Troy McClure SF]

I found this a very disappointing OP. I can't think of any way to turn it around and call Windwalker an asshole. Ruined my day.

"Every group deserves to have a little corner of the world they can call home, where they can let their hair down and be completely comfortable with other people of their own kind, without having some outsider come in, who obviosuly doesn't understand what it's like to be a white male in today's world. And then you had the gall to be offended by the people who call this bar home defending their last bastion of comfort in the world. You asshole."

Man, stay on this board long enough and you can argue anything. :D

This is all quite tongue-in-cheek, to be sure.

[Try As I Might...]

I hear ya. I'm part Cree, but the only part of me that "looks Indian" is my naturally black hair. Maybe my very straight nose too. The rest of me is deathly pale and I have green eyes. I'm usually met with disbelief when I reveal to anyone that I have Native ancestry.

Last year I was selling some of my crafts at a pow-wow, and a couple older Native ladies browsing at the craft tables came up and asked a few questions about my stuff, then asked about my background. When I told them they actually laughed and then walked away. I was totally humiliated and angry.

Take heart, Windwalker, because you're a smarter, kinder, and all-around better person than those assholes will ever be.
I'm sorry, did you say dark hair and green eyes? :) Need to concentrate on work, yes, that's right, work--not green eyes and dark hair. work, work, work.

[Scissorjack]

Ok, that movie sucked something awful, but that was one of the few laugh-out-loud moments for us. :)

Them's fightin' words. :)

Thug picks up bowling ball: "What the fuck is this?"

Il Duderino {If you're not into the whole brevity thing}: "Obviously you're not a golfer."

[Miller]

Ok, that movie sucked something awful, but that was one of the few laugh-out-loud moments for us. :)

That's it. You're off my "Favorite Dopers" list.

And so's vibrotronica, for beating me to that quote.

[sturmhauke]

I hear ya. I'm part Cree, but the only part of me that "looks Indian" is my naturally black hair. Maybe my very straight nose too. The rest of me is deathly pale and I have green eyes. I'm usually met with disbelief when I reveal to anyone that I have Native ancestry.
I'm only like 1/256th Algonquin, but people tend to think I'm Native American. Actually I'm half Filipino and half Irish-German-Czech-Portuguese-Miscellaneous. I certainly don't look Filipino, at any rate.

[CateAyo]

CateAyo You have unbelievable grace and you're a better person than I.[/QUOTE]


Nah, not really. But, thank you for the sentiment.

[Anastasaeon]

Auburn? Auburn?

For non-Northwesterners, Auburn is not the one-horse podunk town you might infer it is from the 75-miles-outside-Seattle description. (Actually, it's more like 30.) It's definitely not a big city, but it's more like the suburbs of the suburbs. In fact, it's the site of the state's largest outlet mall megaplex (http://www.supermall.com), which means it has considerably more than a single stoplight, or whatever else comes to mind when you think of small towns.

From the OP, I was expecting you to say Brinnon or Cashmere or one of those types of places. But Auburn? Whoa.

I wonder... could it have been Black Diamond? I haven't really stopped there before, just drove through many times on the way to Flaming Geyser, but it's near Auburn, and from the looks of it, it seems like a one-horse town... maybe?

[Larry Borgia]

Speaking of Chinamen...

When the fool learns the Way, He laughs at it.
Yet if the fool did not laugh at it,
It would not be the Way.
Indeed, if you are seeking the Way,
Listen for the laughter of fools.

[Guinastasia]

I once went on a date with a guy (whom I met because I bought his mother's piano) who told me over lunch that he "never would have guessed that [i]colored, because [ I ] don't have a huge chip on [my] shoulder or talk all that jive talk like most colored people." (Oh, yes. I quote.)



So THAT'S how SkipMagic won your heart!

[Windwalker]

Auburn? Auburn?

For non-Northwesterners, Auburn is not the one-horse podunk town you might infer it is from the 75-miles-outside-Seattle description. (Actually, it's more like 30.) It's definitely not a big city, but it's more like the suburbs of the suburbs. In fact, it's the site of the state's largest outlet mall megaplex (http://www.supermall.com), which means it has considerably more than a single stoplight, or whatever else comes to mind when you think of small towns.

From the OP, I was expecting you to say Brinnon or Cashmere or one of those types of places. But Auburn? Whoa.

Sorry, I meant 75 min from U. District in typical late afternoon traffic (since that seems to be where I go in the city most and my habitual frame of reference). And it wasn't really in Auburn town proper, but in farm country probably approaching or passing the eastern limits; I didn't see any signs, but it could have been Enumclaw or Black Diamond or another one a' dem lil' towns. But yea, not exactly in the middle of the Congo.

[Windwalker]

I found this a very disappointing OP. I can't think of any way to turn it around and call Windwalker an asshole. Ruined my day.

Thanks, makes me feel all warm and cuddly inside :D

To be fair, you could certainly call me a total pussy. I did used to respond to aggression and insults with petty retribution in kind (for example, I was a classic passive-aggressive driver), but I've chilled out since then.

[Nawth Chucka]

Hey, it wasn't me--what do I know from the BeeGees? I mean, everybody knows that British white boys can't talk jive. Only colored people and white American nuns.

And June Cleaver!! "OH stewardess? Can I help you? I speak jive."

[FilmGeek]

Rather off topic, but I'm 1/8th Choctaw, but my red-brown hair, freckles and blue eyes certainly wouldn't show it. :D

[Nawth Chucka]

Even further off-topic, I was heartily disappointed to go to the Museum of the Cherokee and see that I didn't look a thing like the people I'm a 16th of; I guess the English, Irish, Dutch and Russian have all triumphed the Native genetic code... :( I don't look like anything.
Can I ask why the term 'Chinaman' is particularly derogative when on its face it is simply stating that a person appears to be from China? Is it the historical racism behind it?

[Guinastasia]

Can I ask why the term 'Chinaman' is particularly derogative when on its face it is simply stating that a person appears to be from China? Is it the historical racism behind it?

I think that's it. A "Chinaman" was seen as the exotic, alien creature, more of a spectacle than an actual human being.

[auntie em]

So THAT'S how SkipMagic won your heart!
Well, it sure wasn't with his cooking . . . ;)

[auntie em]

And June Cleaver!! "OH stewardess? Can I help you? I speak jive."
Oops, thazz right! The nun was the one singing "Respect".

[Amazon Floozy Goddess]

My favorite is in Airplane II when one of the jive guys has to testify in court; he gets up to swear to tell the truth, and the district attorney slaps him five with the Bible. :D

[Kalhoun]

As the bartender was coming over to me, I got up and walked out the door. Prolly shoulda tried to mess with them by putting on a pidgin English show or something, but I really didn't feel like dealing with it.

Give 'em the ol' "Fuck you, you plicks." ;)

Sorry to hear there are still those bold red neck types out there. I suppose there always will be.

[Seven]

You could say what my old girlfirend used to say - "Sir. That term offends me. I'd prefer in the future if you call me a 'slanty eyed, rice pickin' chink'.. [dramatic pause}.. or 'Charile' "