A couple short vignettes from today:
Two older customers got into a heated discussion first thing this morning while in line waiting for a teller. Back and forth they went about Donald Trump and what he would do for the country if elected. "He'll make America great again ... (no, he won't) ... stop all these immigrants from taking our jobs ... (my parents were immigrants) ... but I bet your parents worked ... (yes, they certainly did) ... these immigrants don't even have to learn English ... (you're right there) ... our grandchildren won't even have Social Security thanks to this President ... (that's not true) ... etc." They didn't agree on anything except the immigrants/illegals were ruining this country and getting all the benefits. The pro-Trump person was a woman and the person, a male. "Sir, you are wrong," she said several times.
Later, I was helping a client in my office. He was telling me that he called customer service last night, but he got "an Indian, and you know how you can never understand them." I stared back at him. Then he said, "not an Indian Indian, (then he patted his mouth and said oo-oo-oo-oo-oo), you know, an Indian."
Honest to God.
I'm not kidding. A grown man repeatedly smacked his mouth with his hand in my office, reenacting his spot-on racist stereotype of Native Americans.
As Dave Chappelle says, this racism is killing me.