--While waiting for my wife to finish checking out at a local store the other day a young man with a clipboard came up to me and asked if he could at me a few questions for a survey he was taking. Not having anything better to beside wait I said sure why not. I mean many times can read the store flyer before you bored out of mind.
--So while I patiently waited he fiddled with his papers. and after a bit began his questions.
--"what race do you consider yourself? White, black, Hispanic, Asian, Muslin, Latino, or other."
--I smiled and said, "American"
--This seemed to shake his up so much he almost dropped his clipboard. “I’m sorry sir perhaps you didn't understand the question? I was asking about what race do consider yourself?"
--Well not wanting to upset the guy any more for fear he'd drop his clipboard. I tried once again to answer his question. “I guess you could say other than"
--This seemed to satisfy him some what until he came to the next question which was trying to nail exactly what race it was I considered myself.
--He rattled of another list of races. Half of which I couldn't pronounce let alone remember. and then stood there patiently with pen poised ready to write down my answer.
--I smiled and said,” I afraid I'll have to spell it for since it seems to a dying race A-m-e-r-i-c-a-n."
--Well he started write when I guess he figured out what I'd said, because he sort lost control of his fine motor skills and dropped his clip board scattering papers all over.
--I got up to give him a hand, when I noticed my wife was finally done checking out. And figured I better head on over.
--As I was walking away I said, "I'm sorry I can't help you pick your papers. My wife's done and I really need to help her with her cart. Walking away I could hear him muttering to himself about people being to stupid to answer a simple question.
--I guess it probably would have been better for him if I'd just went along with the norm and picked from the list.....
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