I once went to this snack bar and the cashier was a brown person, but she sounded and dressed like a black person. You know, a lot like M.I.A. does in the Paper Planes video.
Well, I’m not talking about times like that. I’m talking about times when people of certain groups act in stereotypical ways. Usually when I witness such, I crack up.
-I was at this donut shop a few weeks ago and this morbidly OBESE white man held up the line because right after he got his donuts, he immediately started eating them immediately. Right at the counter! Geez, I wonder why he’s ten pounds within a need for a motorized wheelchair! :rolleyes:
-There’s an apartment complex in my town that has a lot of hispanics. One morning I saw a hispanic guy walking out his door with a sombrero on his head and a chihuahua in his arms. He had a few statues of Virgin Mary on his porch. I though it was the cutest thing ever.
-On the same note… I was once driving behind a car. It looked like there was about 10 people in there. I fought in my head and tried to think logically. This was in a white neighborhood and it’s probably just a lot of white teenagers doing it for a prank or something. The car was driving pretty slow, unsurprisingly. As I passed, I noticed it was a car full of Mexicans! I could barely contain my laughter. :o
-A few years ago, there was this new secretary named “Sheniqua” in our office. One morning I reached in the fridge in our office’s kitchen, for some butter, and saw something that I don’t normally see. A three liter of strawberry soda and some left overs of Church’s chicken. I tried to make myself think it belonged to one of the (white) co-workers. Nope, when lunch time came, it turned out to be Sheniqua’s.
Sometimes I long for the bygone days of the True Gentlemen Trolls…
I was just passing thru a few various airports a couple of days back, and I actually thought that pulling out an electronics kit, complete with lots of random colored wires and blinking lights, a la VCO3, would actually make for an interesting Sociological experiment, if one had some free time to spare, and an attorney on retainer.
I wonder why you didn’t post any times you’ve noticed butch lesbians who look like 14-year-old boys perpetuating any stereotypes. Maybe you’ve never seen them? Well, I have. And each time I laughed so hard fried chicken and grape soda shot out of my nose.
Recently I was driving back to Mexico City’s airport and happened to drive through a very poor neighborhood, with tons of shanty-like shacks and skinny impoverished people everywhere. Some children even came running up to the car begging for food. Hoo boy, it cracked me up!