Dealing with Racism

Last night, we were all out at Applebee's, having a good time, joking and laughing. We were being loud, and maybe bordering on obnoxious. Whenever you have any sizeable group sitting togther and having a good time, you'll end up being loud.

As we're laughing, one of the guys overhears another table make a comment:

"Why don't you get out of my country!"

Luckily, most of us didn't hear it because we were laughing, but everyone else did. Needless to say, we were pissed. We were so close to just rushing over there and making someone bleed.

I don't get angry much, but real hateful racism gets to me. No other times do I lose all rationale and concern for self then in those instances.