So the other day I was walking downtown when a tall man with Dreadlocks approached me.
“You don’t seem like a normal white woman” He says to me.
I swallow. “Thanks, I think.”
“I’m raising money for an organization for black children to end racism.” He holds up a clipboard. I explain to him that as a single unemployed mother, the most I can donate is a dollar. He thinks for a moment, but seems to decide a dollar isn’t worth it.
“Thanks anyway.” He says as I walk away. “Don’t be racist”
“Well, I’d have to be racist against my daughter.”
You should have seen his double-take.