Okay, it's not racism, just ignorance.
Even if it is, and I called it that, I'd probably get locked up in ISA and be blamed for causing some verbal genocide.
Have you been in a situation, where you have to been in this area, where you're the only who doesn't speak a common language, and everybody else does, and they carry on doing it all day without any regard that you may feel left out?
Well, that's practically the dance everyday, as soon as I punch in to the time I punch out.
I don't really blame them, they were born with their mother tongue slathered all over their tongues. This gives them the liberty to have this long, interesting sounding conversation, laughs and giggles through out the day. Why should they even make adjustments or effort to make a new being feel welcomed, at home or cared?
At these times, I feel like the penniless kid, staring at the ice cream vendor, as all the other kids pull out their coins and and wave them about, then walk past the kid happily sucking on their popsicles.
Ooh... what's worse, people in the same shade of your skin speak that same language. Then, when you ask them a question, they look at you point blank, give you a curt answer and continue talking to the fairer one in front of them.
Tis as though you require a certain skin tone to be spoken to, jackass.
Or maybe all this is just me as I approach my menstruation period.
Me over thinking.
Me tired.
Me go sleep.
