Me: I would like a crispy chicken bacon and swiss sandwich. Just the sandwich.
ACR: Okay. Crispy or grilled?
*whoa loudest talk back in the world...*
Me: Crispy. And small fries.
ACR: Okay and do you want just the sandwich?
*pull around to the window (which is the highest window in the history of drive-thrus. Did you make it for 18-wheelers? B/c FYI they can't make that turn.)*
ACR: Where in Africa are you from?
Me: I'm not from Africa.
*For real? I'm wearing a head wrap because a BLACK MAN is the president-elect. NOT because I'm from Africa. I will wear it every day for the rest of my life if I so choose!! Oh your world is SO small.*
ACR: Oh you're not? You have an accent? Where are you from?
ACR: Oh I heard your accent and I just thought you were from Jamaica or Africa or something. My bad.
Me: (stares incredulously... my mouth was probably slightly agape.)
* I should cut you.*
I have NEVER heard anyone say I have an accent (unless I'm talking to my mom in which case it becomes extremely southern) let alone one from another country or continent. Stop being ignorant because you have never left Gainesville. You should know by now that just because this university attracts international students doesn't mean everyone is. Thanks. And I was SO close to saying, "Nope, just regular old black."
You may wonder why I'm responding with what seems like an unnecessary amount of vitriol. Well that's partly because my ancestors were KIDNAPPED from their land, had their culture, language and religion stolen and I have no idea where to even begin to start to research it. I've been watching a lot of documentaries about people and their roots and reading and researching the Civil Rights Movement in Florida (BTW if you know of a historical story that would make a good doc and is based in Fla. or S. GA, please let me know!) and how blacks were not even allowed to eat, drink or ride a bus like white people IN MY PARENTS LIFETIME. My entire family is agape at Barack Obama's election. Literally floored and overjoyed.
My grandmother said she wasn't worried because God gave her a peace that he would be elected. That did not stop her from expounding on how amazing this moment is. And how black men have been beaten down and had their ideas stolen. How "Martin Luther King said 'We Shall Overcome Someday' and now we have." How "Barack Obama should inspire all of us to build our communities and ourselves like he will build this nation." I'm getting emotional up in the library but that's where I'm coming from. While others have the family history and crest and know their great-great-great grandparents came in on the Mayflower, I don't even know how far back Africans are in my family. I will have to get a DNA test just to know an AREA of Africa HOPEFULLY. It's disheartening. The point is when you ask me what part of Africa I'm from, "Dude. I don't know."