08-04-2002, 01:14 AM
I am a service tech. I spend my entire day in and out of gas stations, fixing pumps, underground storage tanks, PC based control systems, etc.... When I heard I was on my way to do a software upgrade at an Exxon station. I had never been there and pull in to see a full fledged turban wearing gentleman and am thinking...."Ugh".
As it turns out, this old man was the nicest guy you could imagine, had moved here from india some 25 years ago, and has a teenage son, who joined us later in the day, that despite his semi turban (you know the ones the kids wear), speaks plain ols Americanized English. A very nice family altogether.
Anyway, after spending 6 or 7 hours with these folks, some drunken fuck pulls in and looks at the old man and yells "Why the fuck did you bomb my country?".... in very slurred drunken speak. the man didn't understand what he was saying, and this Asshole continues to berate this guy.... who now just has a confused and scared look on his face. I finally had enough and told this guy to shut the fuck up, THIS man had been with me all day and didn't bomb shit. WELL..... Mr. Too much to drink at 3;00 p.m. decided he was gonna be a badass.... and starts to get out of his car. I quickly pushed his door shut, and explained that it wuld be best if he took his drunken ass home before I called the police and let them know his condition.
"Fuck you" he says.
"Fine, the other option is that I remove you from your vehicle in a very painful manner and beat some fucking manners into you". I was actually disappointed when he drove off.
The whole point here is that at first, my personal outrage had me very unsettled, to the point I was ready to walk off the job, until i realized that my customer was just a guy trying to make a better living for his family. yet that seemed too hard to grasp for a racist Asshole.
As it turns out, this old man was the nicest guy you could imagine, had moved here from india some 25 years ago, and has a teenage son, who joined us later in the day, that despite his semi turban (you know the ones the kids wear), speaks plain ols Americanized English. A very nice family altogether.
Anyway, after spending 6 or 7 hours with these folks, some drunken fuck pulls in and looks at the old man and yells "Why the fuck did you bomb my country?".... in very slurred drunken speak. the man didn't understand what he was saying, and this Asshole continues to berate this guy.... who now just has a confused and scared look on his face. I finally had enough and told this guy to shut the fuck up, THIS man had been with me all day and didn't bomb shit. WELL..... Mr. Too much to drink at 3;00 p.m. decided he was gonna be a badass.... and starts to get out of his car. I quickly pushed his door shut, and explained that it wuld be best if he took his drunken ass home before I called the police and let them know his condition.
"Fuck you" he says.
"Fine, the other option is that I remove you from your vehicle in a very painful manner and beat some fucking manners into you". I was actually disappointed when he drove off.
The whole point here is that at first, my personal outrage had me very unsettled, to the point I was ready to walk off the job, until i realized that my customer was just a guy trying to make a better living for his family. yet that seemed too hard to grasp for a racist Asshole.