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Monday, August 20, 2007


Peeved, Yet Again

I've blogged about this countless times before, but I'll blog it again, simply because I want to let off some steam. Please, please, PLEASE don't ask me where I'm from in order to pin down my ethnicity. And if you still want to find out my ethnicity, please do not be rude.

Me: "I'm looking for [insert name of the person I'm trying to find]. Have you seen him around?"

Lab tech: "Where are you from?"

To say the least, I was flabbergasted for about ten seconds. Where the hell had that question come from? And why wasn't this person answering my question? I had asked first.

Eventually, I answered, "Here," which obviously irritated the tech since it was such a smart ass answer, but at that moment, I was too pissed off to care.


[posted by S. Y. Affolee on 6:14 PM : ]



Comments:
A couple of weeks ago, I went to large event that included dinner. There were three busloads of people there from different social clubs, as well as some people who came on their own. I was invited by a couple of members of one of the clubs and was seated at the club's table. I didn't know the people who were seated across from me. After I was introduced to them, after I said, "Hello, please to meet you," and before I even sat down, the first thing one of the women said to me was "Are you Italian?" I was speechless for a moment. Then I said, "I am American." It was her turn to be speechless - then she recovered and said, "I am too."

A few years ago, I was interviewing a graduate student for an assistantship. The first thing she said to me was "Are you Italian?" I don't remember how I responded that time, but I do remember the answer in my head was "Duh."

Incredible how some people feel a need to categorize everyone, don't have any manners and always wind up speaking without thinking.
 
When the form says "race," I usually print something like "mile relay." Not that I'm going to run 440 yards any time soon, but it's the principle of the thing.
 
Oh man, I have too much of a filter between my head and my mouth to ever say that on an interview. I try not to ask personal questions of people at all--usually people end up volunteering the information anyway.
 
I had to fill in forms recently that asked for race. But these were government forms--so there was no option but to declare race, unless I wanted my hundreds of dollars in application fees to go to never never land.
 
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