Unfiltered Story #67282

Unfiltered | August 30, 2016

[This happens on the day that Maya Angelou passed away. A regular patron who is white comes up to the desk for a computer pass. As I’m printing it off for her, the following happens.]

Patron: Who was that poet that died today?

Me: Maya Angelou.

Patron: Was she black?

Me: Yes.

Patron: Well, she didn’t sound black!

[She walks off, leaving me in stunned silence.]