JakeD is still getting over walking pneumonia and I am (hopefully) getting over this fucking cold soon. We ventured out to the Toyota dealership this weekend for an oil change and hung out while it was being done. We joked around with one of the workers there (who was black). He was really nice and tried pushing the mechanics who were working on our car to finish faster. An older man arrived to pick up his car wearing a UCLA teeshirt. Even though the sleeves weren't that long he tried rolling them over to give some sort of half assed muscle shirt look. Plus, it showed his tats. The Toyota worker greeted the man and mentioned his UCLA shirt. The guy responded with, "Yeah! You probably went to the University of South Central, right?" The only sounds were jaws dropping on the ground. I told JakeD to cover his UCLA jersey that he was wearing as I stared at the man in utter disbelief. The Toyota guy politely said no and the guy's car arrived. POS beat up blue car. Fitting...

The ignorance of people never ceases to amaze me. They scream to the heavens about racial profiling in the police force, yet our society is one of it's biggest offenders. I'd be lying if I said I never did it. But the difference is acknowledging it and realizing that it's wrong.

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