Should I Be Offended?

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I think I was racially profiled at CVS the other day. Check this out. I know you can’t see me, but if you don’t already know, I am a caucasian woman, about 5’10”, brown hair, winning smile. So there I was, at the digital photo machine transferring photos from my sister’s camera. There was an African man (I asked him where he was from later on), cab driver, mid-40’s standing next to me. Out of the blue he says to me, “When is the South Side St. Patricks’s Day parade?” “What?” “You are Irish, right?” I am. “Very Irish, right?” I am. When I told him I was thinking of going to the parade, he said, “And you’re going to drink a lot?” Alright! I know that drinking isn’t necessarily an Irish-only activity, but now I am waiting for him to ask me about about my disdain for the Brits. I wasn’t sure if I should be proud to be Irish, or simply offended. After chatting a while I excused myself so I could finish printing the pictures of my nephews Seamus, Liam, Brandan and Emmett. That’s not a joke, those are their names. But HE didn’t know that when he started talking to me! He just had my freckles and pasty skin to go on. So, should I be offended? I gotta run, it’s 9:40am and I haven’t had a drink yet.

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I think I was racially profiled at CVS the other day. Check this out. I know you can’t see me, but if you don’t already know, I am a caucasian woman, about 5’10”, brown hair, winning smile. So there I was, at the digital photo machine transferring photos from my sister’s camera. There was an African man (I asked him where he was from later on), cab driver, mid-40’s standing next to me. Out of the blue he says to me, “When is the South Side St. Patricks’s Day parade?” “What?” “You are Irish, right?” I am. “Very Irish, right?” I am. When I told him I was thinking of going to the parade, he said, “And you’re going to drink a lot?” Alright! I know that drinking isn’t necessarily an Irish-only activity, but now I am waiting for him to ask me about about my disdain for the Brits. I wasn’t sure if I should be proud to be Irish, or simply offended. After chatting a while I excused myself so I could finish printing the pictures of my nephews Seamus, Liam, Brandan and Emmett. That’s not a joke, those are their names. But HE didn’t know that when he started talking to me! He just had my freckles and pasty skin to go on. So, should I be offended? I gotta run, it’s 9:40am and I haven’t had a drink yet.

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