Just yesterday I went to the local Baskin Robins in my neighborhood to buy some ice cream and when it was my turn to order, the guy at the counter took one look at me and stated very slowly “Hello. My name is George. Do. You. Speak. English?” As soon as I heard that I turned around and walked right out the store.
I have been living in America since I was three. I can speak both English and Bengali fluently, and my English is probably better than his, I’ve also lived in this neighborhood for the past 10 years and I distinctly remember George from my freshmen year geometry class. He was an asshole then and he’s still an asshole now
So fuck you Baskin Robins. And fuck you George.