Has No Reservations About His Comments
(In college, I am a bartender at one of those hole-in-the-wall places where men go to get drunk as quickly as possible. One night, our bouncer, who is Navajo, gets off while I still have hour on my shift, but he sits and drinks a Coke while he waits for me because my car is in the shop. The white guy sitting next to him strikes up a conversation. I missed the beginning, but it got louder.)
Customer: “You [expletive] Mexicans need to go home and find your own jobs. Stop taking our jobs. You took my job!”
Bouncer: “I already told you, buddy. I’m Navajo.”
Customer: “Oh. But they’re taking our jobs! I got fired and they gave my job to some Mexican!”
Bouncer: “I’m sorry to hear that.”
(The customer keeps ranting about immigrants stealing jobs and asking the bartender what he’s doing to stop them, and how he’s voting on a certain bill, as the bouncer gets more and more annoyed and finally snaps.)
Bouncer: “You know what, buddy? How about you shut up and just drink your beer there.”
Customer: “I bet you’re a liberal. I bet you’re a traitor. You’re probably glad they’re taking all the jobs so you can be a lazy [expletive] down on the rez, huh?”
Bouncer: “I have a job, sir, but I’m glad they’re taking yours. Seems to me your people stole this land, so I don’t feel at all sorry you’re getting it stolen from you, no.”
(It took the customer a minute to work that out, then he got up and tried to swing at the bouncer. He missed completely and nearly fell, and was escorted out of the bar.)
This story is part of our Native-American roundup.
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