One of Michele’s posts (this one, to be exact) reminded me of something that happened many years ago. Back when I was a junior or senior in high school. One of my best guy friends set me up on a blind date. He went to one of the Catholic high schools here in Houston, and he thought he should set me up with one of his friends from school. I had met other friends of his, and they were generally pretty nice guys – so I agreed. I talked to the guy on the phone once or twice, then we went on the date. He showed up to pick me up, and he was cute. Quite a little hottie. I was so excited; cute guy, smart, funny, the date was looking pretty positive. We went off to dinner.
That was when it happened. I experienced a form of racism that I had personally never encountered before.
15 or 20 minutes in to the meal, he told me that he had reservations about going out with me because I was Catholic, but since I was of German decent and had blue eyes and blond hair*, I was obviously part of the Aryan race.
Yes, he based dating me on whether or not I was part of the Aryan race. I had no idea that there were people out there like that (I was 17 at the time, I was naive.) That pretty much put a damper on the rest of the evening because I am simply not a racist person. I’m not claiming to be perfect and I know I have had racist moments, but overall I’m not a racist. And I refused to date one – I don’t think I ever spoke to him again after that evening. And I gave David a piece of my mind for setting me up with someone like that. Oddly enough, he didn’t realize it would bother me. I guess he really didn’t know me that well after all.
* When I was younger my hair was blond. When I hit 20 and cut off the horrid perm I had, I discovered that my hair had become a medium brown. Now it’s about 50% gray too, if I dont’ color it.