One time I went to the dry cleaner and I asked them if they could clean my jacket, this brown corderoy number, and the guy was like, "yeah, we clean things, but don't get 'em wet."
I came back the next day and showed him my ticket, and I could tell it wasn't ready before he said anything. I knew the second he looked at the ticket; it was like he'd never seen a dry cleaning ticket before in his whole life, raising his eyebrows and all that, despite the fact he owns a God damn dry cleaning business. So there he his, pulling all this bullshit to indicate he's concerned, exaggerating every little gesture that's involved with reading a ticket, and sucking air through his teeth, the whole nine yards, right, when I'm like, "hey, where's my jacket," when-- and I swear on the whole Holy Bible that this is true -- he says, "Mexicans." That was his excuse. That was why my jacket had failed to be cleaned.
Remember in D.A.R.E. they had that thing those work books where they would give examples of conversations you might have in a drug-using situation? For example, if someone says, "Yo, buddy, you want to try some drugs," you could say, "No, I don't use drugs," which is corny but you could get away with it in real life, but then it goes on for like a twitter-and-a-half longer, "...because I care about my future and my body, and I know that all drugs -- including Marijuana, Tobacco, and Alcohol -- are dangerous and have been shown to destroy brain cells, and that just trying drugs JUST ONCE can still result in addiction and even if it's your first time, you still may overdose!"
...that's how corny I felt when I told him that I don't care bullshit.
Anyway, I eventually got my jacket back (I've since giving it to GoodWill) but I still think about that fella in the Dry Cleaner. I thought, if I was a racist, wouldn't I just be angry with him for employing a unreliable people? And also, was he a racist against Mexicans, or did he see my face, Straight Outta The Caucaus Mountains, and think to himself, "maybe this white guy is a racist, and I can use his shitty preconceptions to buy me time to wish his fucking jacket."