Ah, the racial receipt. It drops into our lives when we least expect it.
Ah, the racial receipt. It drops into our lives when we least expect it. A reader named Grace recently encountered one during a recent visit to a bar in New York City. Upon receiving her check at Faces & Names Lounge & Bar in midtown, she noticed that she had been identified simply as "Asian Girl."
Grace tweeted that when she called out her waitress about the receipt, she responded, "I can't be racist. I dated an Asian guy." (As a general rule of life, let it be known that "I can't be racist, I dated a _______ girl/guy" is not an appropriate or compelling response in any situation.)