Saturday, June 26, 2010

Let me tell you a story:

Drunken marine walks up to our bar because our door guy only checks id and leaves it up to us to refuse to pour drinks to pre-plastered people.
Looks at me, then tells me: "I want an order of crunchy rolls."
I reply: "We're the bar connected to a CHINESE RESTAURANT. Kitchen's closed, I can only cook you appetizers."
Him: "Well be a good chink an' fry some egg rolls up good."

I stay quiet and let it slide because I'm burntout, wrong type of Asian, and he's in that drunken stupor where if he doesn't get what he wants, he's gonna throw a hissy fit like the mature adult should.

Cook up his egg rolls, give him his tab.
In between egg roll one and two, he actually eats most of the tab.
While I stare at him.
Wondering if our military even worries about friendly fire when they hand off rifles.

There's no actual derogatory term for Filipinos, we've managed to laugh 'em all off or ignore them.
I'm annoyed though.
It's just that my short lifetime's been filled with racism, prejudice, and social bias.
It gets irritating sometimes.
Because the majority of the people that joke around with it have no first hand account of how emotionally damaging it can be.