It has come to my attention that I am in fact a bit of a casual xenophobe. Not in a BNP, ‘they took our jobs, go back to where you came from’ way. But more in an ‘oh-my-goodness-would-you-hurry-up-and-order-your-Subway-before-I-die-of-starvation’ way.
Cause these guys were fumbling with their money, their order, as well as generally being a bit out of their depth. I was getting impatient (the fact that I was hungry didn’t help matters) and found myself getting a little angry. I’m a little ashamed to admit it, but I’d rather be frank and earnest with y’all and give you reasons why.
But then, it struck me. Hang about; I’m sure I’ve been abroad, fumbling with foreign money, trying to order something using English despite the fact that the person behind the counter clearly doesn’t speak English, what with being Greek/Spanish/Scottish and all. And then speaking LOUDER ENGLISH because as we all know that always works.
Luckily the words Big Mac are universal.
So what right do I have to be angry at these people who are just doing what anybody in an unfamiliar country would do? No right whatsoever. I was very angry with myself afterwards. In fact, I thought I was a dick. So I’d just like to take this opportunity to apologise to those two guys for my internal thoughts while they were in front of me in the queue. I really am deeply sorry. I’m not a racist person. I honestly couldn’t care less where you’re from, what your skin colour is, what beliefs you hold. I’m not a ‘bloody foreigners’ kind of guy.
On the other hand though, there were two stupid Belfastian folk in who annoyed me just as much. Maybe I’m just an impatient bastard in general.
Anyway I shall try to be more patient in the future as well as to eradicate this casual xenophobia from my system.
My casual homosexuality, however, still remains.
Cheers
JC
