I was leaving a job sight. The elevator operator asked about the pronunciation the company I work for. After I told him, he attempts lecture me about proper spelling and phonics. I explained that the name was Jewish, and how I care to know how to say a name right in a persons native language. I used my name as an example, as well as the word "colonel".
After that, I told him to have a good day, and left.
I waited for my co-workers by the van. When they arrived, they told me the elevator operator said, "your Mexican partner is a jerkoff."
This happened about 2 years ago.
I was moving into my new apartment, and our van was double parked next to another vehicle. I had the back doors open but didn't want it to swing and hit the other vehicle, since the door swung too freely. I slowly opened the door and set it to rest gently. In retrospect, I should have put some sort of buffer.
The Polish owner apparently had been watching me and stormed over. He closes the door as I was getting my boxes out.
"You dented my car!"
"I didn't dent your car, and I was trying to be careful."
"No you weren't! What is that?!"
He points to a small scratch on his car. One of many. This vehicle was not new. I didn't know what else to say.
"Be reasonable, sir."
"You think you can do what you want becuase you're not coming back!"
He then leaves me, returning to his wife and two young duaghters, who had been watching. He goes away, muttering something to them in his language.
I'm Hispanic, and was wearing my work clothes, and a cap. It took me a moment to realize what he meant.
