so, i've been in two recent conversations that kind of bugged me. there were two scenarios where white people around me felt the need to relate their experiences with their parents' racism. why would i want to hear some nasty comment your parents said about black people?
and the whole reason the story is ever being told by the white person is to get some kind of brownie points with me or another black person. i guess they are trying to make themselves appear noble and righteous or something.
i was at work a couple weeks ago when this really dark skinned indian woman in her 40s(from india) was gushing over her new boyfriend. she's telling about 4 other people in the break room how great he is. and for some reason that i can't remember, she starts talking about how she was raised, and how growing up, she was told by her father that there were specific types of people she was not allowed to date. she could not date chinese people, she could not date this person, or that person, and then she says, "....and no colored people". i almost choked on my air. first of all, what color was SHE? she surely wasn't white. she is a person of color!! but i just thought, that that conversation was kind of offensive in the first place. second of all, "colored"? really? i'm surprised she didn't say negro. jeez. my vindictive side told me that i could pursue it by hitting up HR and letting them know of the conversation. but i just figured...why bother. all it will do is make me look like the stereotypical angry, oversensitive black female.
and then, last week, i was with some white girlfriends doing happy hour. one of them, who is married to a mixed man (he's mixed with white and black) starts talking about how when she first started dating him, her mother said, "why would you do that to you (future) children?! why would you want to make your life harder?"
*sigh* here we go. this conversation again. why would i want to hear this? why do white people think it's okay to have this conversation with me or anyone black nearby? i guess because she went ahead and married the guy so somehow she gets a pass? maybe they don't think i'm a "real" black person because i act intelligent/have straightened hair/light skinned/speak properly/whatever. it still makes me feel bad. all it does is keep reminding me that so many people have not changed.