RACISM
Bad Service Or No Service Is Part Of The Black Experience, And Inevitable
Blatant racism doesn’t even take a break for a moment so you can enjoy dinner.
When my son was younger, I had a brief window of time to spend with him on Tuesday and Thursday evenings — damn visitation order — so our typical go-to activity was to get dinner before I brought him back to his mother’s house.
Distance limited our dinner options but every now and then we teased the hour by venturing outside the immediate vicinity. On one occasion we made the pilgrimage to a place my son had heard about; a specialty burger joint just north of Boston.
It was early and the restaurant was empty so we had the good fortune of sitting wherever we wanted — in the middle of the dining area against the wall so we could observe everyone coming and going. Black people move.
Check, please
Engaging in conversation with my son was my only objective but for him, it was what sammy to order and if he should get the accompanying Cajun fries. After 40 minutes we still hadn’t seen a server, which was odd since no other customers had come in. Eventually, impatience got the best of me and I went up to the hostess stand to ask for service. The hostess…
