a story as old as marco polo

[spamfriedrice]

we walked in for some laughs and drinks to celebrate the end of the quarter. i felt his eyes on me the moment we walked in. early middle-aged, slightly balding, white man wearing a tacky Christmas knit sweater. Later in the evening, after seeing out of the corner of my eyes that he was checking me out, he approached my friend N, who apparently had

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sucks

[caphe]

That sucks.

This may be an example: for a while, I was pretty good buds with one of my coworkers - a white, petite, pretty and snappy witted gal. We got along well, partly because I don't date white girls and we were able to be close and platonic. She quit and we fell out of touch.

Well, years later I found out some of my coworkers were convinced I was totally in love with her and broken up about her. Like I was this pathetic Asian man who quietly followed around a white woman while she broke my heart.

Of course, they didn't find this racist at all.

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[spamfriedrice]

racist? how is that racist? :-P
i thought white women were the ultimate trophy? you weren't broken up about her? teehee.

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[umetaro]

i like that term. "microaggression."

sounds like annie koh.

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[spamfriedrice]

wow... not only do i look like annie, but i sound like her too?

[space_mike]

oooo, so next time i hear "california? no, where are you FROM from?" i can say "that question is what critical race theorists would call a microagression."

[dohnut]

i dunno, "racial microaggression at the intersection of sexism" is too long.

in 3rd world countries like america, bald white males call it flirting. obviously it works everytime. bald white men and "progressive asian american feminists" go hand in hand like marco on polo.

and i believe i own a similar christmas knit sweater. i'm gonna follow mes a white woman like caphe and try to guess they white cavewomen's "real" names.