Is this real life?

[prosodic]

I have never NEVER felt like punching someone in the face more than I do right now.

I just got back from taking Reece on a walk. We had barely started our walk, when a car pulled up alongside me and I heard a man's voice say, "Excuse me?"

I looked over at his car. He had what I assume to be his wife and 2 kids in the vehicle. So I thought he was going to ask me for directions or something.

But no. He looked at me and asked, "Have you seen any little n-ggers running around here?"

After several seconds of gaping at him in shock, horror, disgust and incredulity, I finally said "no", and he drove off. And I told the rear end of his vehicle that he is an asshole.

What I should have said was, "Maybe you should look for them in 1860, when words like that were still socially acceptable."

I am so angry. SO ANGRY. And it ruined my whole walk. Up until some cute little kids and their parents (grandparents?) came by and stopped to pet Reece.

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[prosodic.livejournal.com]

He didn't seem particularly angry, but then again, it's hard to know. I'm just glad I didn't see any of the kids he seemed to be looking for (the 2 kids hiding in the backseat of their parents' car were super tiny...probably too small to even be allowed to leave their yard, but what do I know?).

I'm also worried about the kids he had in his car and how they're going to be indoctrinated by this creep.