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Originally Posted by mreid
There’s a restaurant called Rouge on Rittenhouse Square near this Starbucks. Last year my white wife and I were meeting friends (another couple) for lunch. No reservation, we walked in and sat at a table. When the waitress asked us what we wanted, we said nothing we were meeting another couple. That is the end of that story. How many of you have sat in a restaurant and ordered nothing as you were waiting for a friend or two and had the same experience? This is not the experience of everyone.
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Why couldn't these apparently well educated, articulate, well-spoken, gainfully employed men talk their way out of a paper bag when approached by a lowly Starbucks manager? The same way you explained yourself to the hostess at the restaurant?
Is it rampant unapologetic racism, or is it something else?