Thursday, April 24, 2008

Profiling

Poor Jorge, he just keeps getting targeted out here in the Northwest. Today he went to the gym, and took a spinning class. He wears a "buff" around his wrist, which can be used as a headband, towel, sunshade...As he was leaving the class, he took the buff off, and the woman walking nect to him said, "Oh I thought you had a tattoo. Are you in a gang?"

Well, that's how my husband heard it. But he has a tendency to get things wrong. He spent a year going to high school in the U.S. as an exchange student when he was younger. There were only two other hispanic kids in the whole school. One day, one of these guys came to him and asked Jorge if he wanted to be in a gang. Jorge asked "What is the name of the gang?" "The Lion Kings," the boy told him. Jorge laughed and said, what kind of stupid gang is that? Do you sit around and sing Disney songs?"

This mystery wasn't solved until about 8 years later, when Jorge told this story to his brother and me, and we looked at him, puzzled, and said "Do you mean the Latin Kings?"

"Ohhhh, " Jorge said. "That makes sense. I guess that explains why that guy never spoke to me again."

4 comments:

Miriam said...

Okay I don't know how you live with this man on a daily basis! Oh Jorge...

Lex said...
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Lex said...

The Latin Kings RULE! Jorge missed out on a great oppertunity...

Jesse said...

Your husband is hysterical. What wonderful retort did he have for the stupid spin class woman?

Add this to your NW inhabitants are cold shoulder jerks: a friend and I went out to a dance club and a total of 5 strange people talked to us - we managed to learn that not a single one of them was native to the area or had been here for any length of time. I tried to talk to a guy casually at the bar (I wanted to know if the Guinness was alright) and got a very rude interaction for the effort - I'm SURE he was a born and raised Seattle dude.