"Watering" Your Mind, Not Just the Plants

I was outside of the vintage store I am working at watering the plants when he walked past and said good morning. I kindly smiled and returned the casual conversation, "good morning." a few minutes later he walked by and began telling me something,

"Yesterday a white guy calls me nigger and what do I do? I turn around and punch him. well after that he began running and who's the one who gets written up by the cop? Me. He got off on everything. you know, people better be careful what they say around here. I tell my girlfriend to expect the unexpected in every situation."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Well anyway, you have a good day, God bless."

"You have a good day too."

Whether or not his story is true, it disgusts me to know there are still individuals who look down on someone for their race. People shouldn't "judge a book by its cover" but by what's on the inside. But hey, maybe thats just me.

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