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For those of us non-Caucasians...
"Where are you from?"
"What's your nationality?" "What are you?" I got these a lot growing up. The 'nationality' one got weird because I'm an American. Here's a sample exchange: Them: What's your nationality? Me: I'm an American. Them: No, I mean, where are you from? Me: Originally from Arizona but have lived most of my life in California Them: No, before that. Me: I wasn't around before that. |
"Are you the boy?"
believe it or not a lot of straight people think I'm butch. them: "you know how in female gay relationships, one is the boy..." me: "*some* of them, yes..." them: "are you the boy?" me: "um. Nnnnnoooooo.... " *confused look* It's odd because when I tell that to my gay mates they look at me as if I've just told them I'm actually a beetle. They see hyper feminine girly girl. My class mates see androgynous dyke with boy edges. funny, hey? |
Though I am Caucasian....
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I've had people feel they have the right to tell me to take off my glasses, so they can get a better look at my eyes and figure me out. That happened at work. I don't really go to bars anymore because I got tired of being told that I am high. What almond shaped eyes have to do with being high is beyond me (I'm making the assumption it comes from the whole heavy lidded 'bedroom eyes' thing but I can't say for sure what goes through people's minds), but if I avoid the places where shit like that normally occurs I don't have to deal with it. There are a lot of people in this world that feel the need to disassemble someone's parts, one by one, especially if one of those parts don't mesh with what 'they' feel it should be. Sorry that people can be such ignorant jackasses. |
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I have heard this all my life but now some people are not quite as verbal with their ignorance.
I too got a lot of "Where are you from? What is your Nationality? What are you?" I would reply, I am Mexican American. Then this is the comment that really burned me up, "You don't act like a Mexican." For me that is a loaded comment. What the hell is a Mexican supposed to act like? Maybe I do not fit their stereotype and I am unsure if some even realize how racist that comment is. Another one, "But you know, you're not like them." I think they think they are being flattering when it fact they are showing their ignorance and racism. |
Just thought I would add to the where are you from issue. Mine is in reverse kinda. A neighbor many years ago laid into me about being whitey, responsible for her peoples attempted genocide. More assuming.... I not so politely told her I was only the second generation to be born in this country... so it's wasn't me or mine. We became close friends after that.
My parents raised me and my brother to believe we are Spanish Basque ... a lifetime of hearing how my father hated the French..... turns out we are French Basque...*snickering I always knew that . Genetic memory is flawless. (f) |
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I don't know much about the Basque. I believe they are located in Northern Spain. It is my understanding the Basque want independence from Spain. Do the Basque people speak French, Spanish, both? |
Another question I have been asked that I am, as an adult, learning to deal with.
Are you adopted? My answer is yes, I am adopted but hearing the same mundane stuff spew, from other people's mouth's, really hurts. |
"How many children do you have?"
"When are you going to have children?" "Why don't you want children?" "Don't you think you'll regret it later?" "Don't you think you're being a bit selfish?" :| As I get older, the questions get more intense and accusatory. They come from family, co-workers, acquaintances, prospective (but quickly eliminated) romantic interests, and once-upon-a-time friends. I tend to employ a three-strikes-you're-out rule with people who do this. If you still can't get it (or refuse to accept it) after three separate instances of having it explained to you, then you are the weakest link. Goodbye! :byebye: A person's reasons for wanting or not wanting, having or not having children are incredibly personal and intimate and not up for debate... and they're not a comment on someone else's decision to do the opposite of what they've chosen (or had chosen for them) for themselves (see: some omnivores' hostility to vegetarians/vegans). I have no problem with people who have children. Some of my best friends have children (no, really :lol2:)! I just don't want that life for myself. Men don't seem to get this same shaming and pressure when it comes to this choice and so it raises feminist alarm bells for me when someone refuses to respect it. Interestingly, the most relentless badgering I get (other than from conservative men) tends to be from older women whose children are more or less grown up and/or self-sufficient, middle class women with careers who are able to take time off when their children are young, or women who haven't had children yet but want them. You know who never badgers me about my choice? Young working class women who are in the thick of it all... I see them struggling to find affordable childcare, be present for their children while making sound financial choices, balance the needs and responsibilities of a partner (if they have one), trying to claw their way up in often precarious, low-wage work, all while trying to maintain their sanity and some semblance of self. They don't seem to be under the illusion at that very moment that parenting is an easy gig or something that should be done for the hell of it. In fact, they are often the biggest supporters of, essentially, what is this woman's right to choose. Funny, that. And you know what? If I ever do get the urge to hear the pitter patter of little feet, there's always: http://stream1.gifsoup.com/view1/140...og-shoes-o.gif |
"But you are a 'lady' really aren't you?"
"What do you do for a living?" |
For me, it isn't a question ... it is one of several statements.
If I mention that I am a two-time cancer survivor, it is the "Oh, I am so sorry", or the "Wow, you are so brave", or the "you're a fighter" ... I do not want people to be sorry for me because I had cancer. I would rather that see it through my eyes. Every day is a celebration of life. Yes, I had cancer, but I am alive! I am not brave. I just feel like I did what anyone else would do. I made a decision that I was not going to let cancer defeat me. That I had a lot of reasons to live. I am not a fighter. I put up with the treatments as long as I could because that is what I needed to do. I give thanks for every day. Life is too short to allow drama and negativity to rule your life. I pay it forward for being a survivor by making others aware. If I can make one person go get checked then I have come one step closer to showing how grateful I am to be alive. |
I Just Couldn't Resist….
Pardon me, do you have any Grey Poupon?
My affinity for advertising and marketing and my humor all conspired. |
Why don't you let your hair grow out? I get this once every year.
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The one I constantly hear around adoption is "have you met your real mom?"
ugh. jesus. my answer is usually "actually my mom who raised me is my *real* mom. I think you mean my birth mom" |
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Thank you so much for asking. We are famous for exploring, a sea faring people and skilled at raising /herding sheep.... settling in Nevada and New Mexico, and other areas. Nevada holds a famous Basque Festival every year. Lots of fun for the whole family! Many ports are still recognized by their Basque names. Many in Canada. :rrose: |
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BUT, I do know what you mean that "nodding." Most time it's the realization they had made an assumption . Often times it's the bewilderment (where is that country???) and sometimes the mild guilty from the knowledge that it is yet another of the countries that were in the wrong place at the wrong time in U.S. foreign policy. |
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