Indian dudes at bars/lounges/clubs are creepy asf
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At a place I used to work there were a couple of Indian engineers. The supervisor was from a lower caste than the guy who worked under him. The guy under him used to constantly disrespect his supervisor & remind him of his caste & how if they were back in India he would never be in charge. Always made for an entertaining work environmentI work with a few Indians and that caste thing is real. This new dude started at our job who had a Patel last name so this other Indian dude from another department (a$$hole) came up to chat him up, you know they try to stick together. Anyway a$$hole asks new guy what part of India he was from and the place he named must not have been popping because he hit him with theso fast lmao. Apparently Patel is a commoner type name over there.
Another instance with Indian a$$hole there was this fine Guyanese girl but she looked like a straight up Indian but had an island accent (which makes meevery time). Of course his thirsty ass pulls up but as soon as he hears the accent he does a
She said it happens all the time.
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Problem with Indians is that they think grand gestures and being different is the way to bag a woman but all they gotta do is chill the fukk out and act normally.
Hence the problem with them grabbin hoes and kissin em on the mouth and being extra weird
Hence the problem with them grabbin hoes and kissin em on the mouth and being extra weird
Haven't you seen India's country motto? It ain't no fun til my Indian brehs get some?Fine...
Remember this chick? My former secretary?
Well one of the Indian brehs came up from Houston to celebrate his 35th bday. Hes not fob, very Americanized. Either way, he invites me and the only other black guy (they always invite us), the secretary, and like 4 othet Indians to HH.
I always say no cuz outside of the breh, i dont really fukk with my coworkers like that. Besides, i dont like seeing ppl drunk, and i knew that they all had feelings for the secretary and it would be awkward.
Then the secretary asks me if im going. I say no. She starts begging me to come and to bring my gf (was b4 she was my fiance) so that she wouldn't be the only girl. I told her my gf wouldnt come regardless, and if she felt uncomfortable around the indians she shouldn't go either
Then the breh was like, "X is coming and he's paying for all the drinks and the food. Im gonna bring my girl and come."
Free food is s powerful incentive... do i go too
We get to Yard House in Dallas and its ok. I eat alot and drink a bit and talk mainly to the breh and his girl cuz we are pretty tight. The rest of the table is the 4 indians and the secretary and they are surrounding her, hounding her about her love life, sex-life, asking her who is the most attractive guy at the company and shyt.
By the way, only 1 Indian is fob, rest are american fratbro types.
Secretary keeps trying to talk across the table and include me in the convo. Clearly as a cry for help but im in a relationship and i dont feel comfortable talking about sexlife so i pretty much stay distant.
After it gets late im like.. imma go home but birthday boy says they wanna move the party x house. Scotch, whiskey, poker for money. Im pretty good at poker so im like.. aight ill come.
Secretay is drunk now and shes like, "if hes going, im going." Birthday dude gets mad and says, "ok so u wanna go everywhere he goes? Cuz hes big and black?" I look at him and ask him what he just said.
He says, "dude im joking im joking, u know how it is"
I look at the other breh and realize i just spent an hour in the presence of racist ass indians who i dont like, so i say... "nvm imma head home"
The rest is 2nd hand cuz i wasnt there:
- Apparently secretary went with the 4 indians to their house cu,mz she was wasted.
- Apparently they were buying her drinks all night.
- Once they got thete, they took her phone
- They only played one game of regular poker
- They kept giving her alcohol
- The next game they wanted to play strip poker
- She said no and wanted to call an uber
- She couldnt find her phone (forgot they took it)
- Birthday boy took her to a room and laid her down
- About 30minutes later he came in naked and tried to fukk
- she told him she was on her period but he still tried
- apparently he said shyt like, "if it was Wave u would let him fukk!"
- he only gave up after she hit him
- but they still slept together in the same room
After that all 4 of them denied everything. She has no reason to lie and i fully trust her. But the main reason i do is because X accidently let it slip that they stole her phone. And she found it the next morning and took a pick of birthday boy, ass naked in the bed....
But yeah she was traumatized, and wanted to press charges. Part of me felt a lite bad, but i was moreso shocked that i worked with fukkin gang rapists
Excuse the typos im driving
Gang raping is a national pastime over there.
This is 100% true. they get all their romantic tips from over the top bollywood musicals where a man woos a woman with a huge musical number or some grand gesture. Like doing a prom-posal but for every woman you're trying to pickup anywhere even if it's a cold approach and they'll do it without any sign beforehand that the girl was at all interested.
. "i know we just met 6 hours ago, but i can tell you are the one" types.
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Haven’t really had any contact with them but this thread is hilarious.
I just know Nap got tagged 80 times in here. Let me strap in
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Surprised at how many people have kicked it with indians in this thread. We got a sizable population where I'm at and a diverse social circle, but they're the one ethnicity that I honestly haven't had any personal contact with.