Unfiltered Story #67169

Unfiltered | April 30, 2016

(I am on a vacation in the U.S. to visit a friend. I am from Finland. I also have very fair skin and hair color. I’m at a popular coffee shop with my American friend, who has just stepped outside for a moment to take a phone call. My turn comes.)

Barista: ”Hello, welcome to [Coffee shop], what can I get you today?”

Me: ”Hi, can I just get a large regular coffee, dark? Thank you!”

Barista: ”Of course. Can I get your name?”

Me: ”[My Finnish name].”

Barista: ”Can you say that again, please?”

Me: ”Oh! It is [My name].” *this time saying it very slowly and clearly*

Barista: ”[A different name]?”

Me: ”No, it’s [My name].”

Barista: *laughing* ”[Another different name]?”

Me: *laughing* ”You know what, that’s close eno—”

(Suddenly, a customer behind me speaks up.) Another customer: ”Nobody has a stupid a** name like that! It’s f***ing ridiculous!”

(I turn around to face the customer behind me.)

Me: ”I’m sorry if you think my name is ridiculous. It is a Fin—”

Another customer: *looking at me with a disgusted look on his face* ”WHOAH! What the h*** is wrong with you? Are you an albino or what? You look so weird! What the f*** is wrong with your f***ing face?”

Me: *speechless*

Barista: ”Excuse me sir, please don’t raise your –”


Barista: ”Sir, please keep your voice down and watch your language. You are being very rude to this customer.”

(At this point, I am completely devastated. I have never had anyone talk to me like that. Luckily my friend has now entered the shop and sees me almost in tears.) My friend: ”What is going on?” *to me* ”Are you alright, [My name]?”

Another customer: ”THERE IT IS AGAIN! THAT CAN’T BE HER F****** NAME!” *to my friend* ”Do you know this freaky girl? Get her the h*** out of here!”
My friend: *to the customer* ”Stop yelling at her, you piece of s***. She is from Finland and there is nothing wrong with her. I recommend you get the h*** out of here before I kick your pathetic a**.”

Another customer: ”F*** YOU AND THAT ALBINO FREAK! THIS PLACE IS S*** ANYWAY!” *storms off*

Barista: *shocked* ”Oh my God, I am so sorry. Order whatever you want, it’s on me.”

My friend: “Welcome to America, baby.”

(We got our coffees and left. I was a bit shaky after that. For the rest of my trip, I didn’t use my own name when placing an order.