|The ineffable effing effwits
||[May. 3rd, 2004|06:29 pm]
So last night in the Minneapolis Airport, I wandered into the bookstore by our gate. The woman cashiering was wearing hijab, and if I had to guess, was Somali or Egyptian. She was talking in (I think) Arabic to a guy who worked in the airport. A white guy who was also in the store, walked over to her and asked her to speak English because "some customers might find that offensive."|
The woman looked at him like he had one eye in the middle of his forehead, and went back to her conversation.
While I was getting a coffee at the st*r*ucks next door, the guy came in and asked how he could get ahold of the person who owned the bookstore. I guess he wanted to complain about the bookstore woman. I know that there are people that prejudiced and ignorant, but it felt really ugly to see it going on up close.