The apartment complex and neighborhood I live in is predominately Mexican. Before anyone starts in on how I'm being racial here with the word Mexican, let's just say if I was...I wouldn't live there. If they were from Latin America, I would call them Latinos, but they are all from Mexico and I know most of them, so they would not be offended if I called them Mexican. Now that we have that out of the way, here's what happened:
I had just put my baby to sleep and gotten out of the shower when I heard a knock at my door. I look out my peek hole and see two Mexican women standing there and one of them is holding a Bible. I figured they were from the church next door, and rather than being rude or risking the continuous knocking that would wake the baby, I opened the door.
As soon as I opened the door, the young one who is holding the Bible winces (winces!) at the sight of my face! She says, "Oooh I'm sorry. We are only looking for Mexican people." The older lady nods and they just stand there. I say sarcastically, "Oh really? Well have a great day!" and shut the door. Forgive me for opening the door to two church dwelling hypocrites because I guess white people don't have a chance of being saved or whatever it was you were trying to do. I wanted to punch this girl as soon as she winced at me.
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