I used to work in a mostly-female office in Wood Green
and Blondie stuck out a bit. Most of my colleagues where from the big bad smoke, but she hailed from the sticks, and, at 27, still lived a sheltered life with mummy and daddy in the dull, safe orbital dormitory town she'd grown up in.

A new Primark opened near us, and the mostly-women chattered about this over lunch, reveling in the prospect of inexpensive shoes and trying on each other's pants. They moved on to discuss different shoes, and then other cheap, shit clothes stores, at which point someone asked if anyone remembered Eisenegger.

"Eisernegger?" said Blondie "we used to do this thing out my way, when we saw someone in Eisernegger clothes, we'd do this with our hands and say 'hey Eiser-negger'"
We didn't get it.
"Eyz-ah-negger"
Still didn't.
"Bloody hell! I's-a-nigger. Get it? Cos it was shit, and black people.."

60% of her audience were dark folk. Everyone else was mildly appalled.
( cs1ca, Thu 22 Aug 2013, 23:59, 1 reply)

Ah those dark folk and their lack of sense of humor.
& that mildly appalled 40% Cracker Mix who stood by, said nothing and did nothing. I s'pose being outnumbered they might've been a bit scared.
Fucking white people, eh?
(s0ckpuppet logging out to reply to you if you're not careful, Wed 28 Aug 2013, 6:34, closed)