The other day I had an older woman come up to me at the Customer Service desk. She had one of those faces that was hard to date, but she was probably in her late 60s or early 70s, with dull skin that hadn't seen the sun in quite some time and dishwater blonde hair with a few streaks of grey.
She asked me about a particular store. I answered her question. She said it was good that I was here, then leaned in conspiratorially. I expected her to say something about how nice it was to have the desk available, or how helpful I was, or even how well I knew the mall. But I was flabbergasted when she stated it was BECAUSE I WAS WHITE. Otherwise she wouldn't have stopped.
Although I try to treat everyone with respect, the woman lost mine with her statement. I wasn't sure what to say, but I guess she didn't need a response. She simply turned around and headed in the direction I’d pointed her.