Saturday, February 11, 2012

My son was called a racist

My son works for a drug store downtown and enjoys being there. He works hard, running around making sure everything is just right.  Last night he was helping out with a customer who became annoyed because he couldn't answer a question about cosmetics, he doesn't work in cosmetics, he went over to help out as the person in charge was busy with another customer. He tried to understaand her question through a strong accent, it seems that she is known in the store as being "full of herself" and as it was decsribed, in "her country, she is expected to be treated better"  She called him a racist when no mention of race was mentioned, my son treats people with respect, he was raised that way. 

It is people like this woman that causes all the race problems, bought her way into Canada and claims poverty, sucks from the welfare tit while sitting on a coin filled bank account. Her country of origin, Somalia, that crime laden country filled with a corrupt "government" of thugs and hijackers. People buy there way out of Somilia to a better country, this country of Canada.  What this woman should learn is that respect is earned, it is not a right, and if there is a racist in this picture, it is her. Once again, she pulls the race card.

I have told my son that if this situation happens again to just tell the person "I am not a racist and I resent being called one" and walk away.  People like this don't deserve any respect.

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