There’s always a point in time where you hear certain things – things that don’t make sense. Things that make you think twice.

And other things that just make you go – What the Fuck?

This was one of those times. I’m on the phone – a simple call center girl (that didn’t come out right). I work in a call center – where people order books. Nothing dirty. Get your mind out of the gutter.

Some old lady calls and asks if we have this one particular farm book in stock. She wants to give it to her great nephew as a present. How cute, right? It’s one of those books that shows you what people do on a farm, what the animals sound like, and how much fun it can be. Personally, I hate farms. Not my place to judge.

We have the book. Woohoo. That should be the end of the conversation. She’ll send us a check for the book and then her little grand nephew will be ecstatic. Right? RIGHT?

Absolutely not. See, this is the part when you wish people would shut up. When people should think about what they say before they say it. When maybe, they shouldn’t speak at all…

Here’s her next comment verbatim (almost verbatim, I was too pissed to remember it exactly the way she said it)

“Oh, yes I think he’ll really love it because the great, great, grandson of a slave.”

What the fuck? Bitch, what did you say? He’s the great great grandson of a what???  What does that have to do with ANYTHING? And why the fuck would you bring that up?

I’ll be damned if you try to teach me black history through an innocent kid’s farm book. What are you trying to prove? What message are you trying to send?

I was trying to give her the benefit of a doubt but can anyone be that ignorant? Are you really that dumb?

I’m not usually offended by comments but this one takes the cake…

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