Backstory:
This lil white dude I work with always try to be in someone's business, judging an all that. I never talk to guy aside from telling him what to do. When it comes to text he posts the black emojis. He listens to lil Wayne and thinks he's for the culture.
Present day:
This same guy talked to me for more than he usually does today. What do you think of this and giving me his opinions about what's going on. And started off with...I think Trump is a good guy, and the only thing I want to know is, what anonymous is talking about, idc about the riots and protest, our generation is not racist we grew up together. Than followed that up with, I am not a racist but all lives matter. And thats without me saying anything.
So anyway, I tell my boy that dude was racist, and he looks at me crazy. So I call ol boy on the phone while next to my boy to show him. All I said to dude was "when you come in to work we have to do this"..
My phone was shaking because it could feel his racist rage. He said "don't give me orders eyyyyyyyahhhhhhhhhh" on some demonic shyt. Even tho it was something simple bruh. My boy in the corner dyiiiing.
I tell guy on the phone, no more of this clean talk, I'ma knock you the fukk out, and we not gonna talk about it. He come back to work, bring me to cups of coffee and lunch talmbout, I hope you like it.
I said "nah, put that down let's go outside".
We go outside, dude is shaking on the walk there. Instantly squared up, he's like what you doin, pushed his ass no words he started apologizing and all that. Mind you my boy looking. That was it, let ol boy know he keep doin this undercut non respectable shyt with me I'ma knock him out next time. Called him a racist too.
Went back to work, he listened to everything I said didn't even have to say anything twice. Went and talked to my boy to show him how racists are still alive no matter what generation. Nikkas act like you don't go to work to work, I ain't there to be ya friend nikka, that ain't a goal of mine
