The last place I thought I’d ever witness such aggression was at the chip aisle—but there you were, verbal guns blazing. Admittedly, I don’t know what set you off to begin with, but when I politely offered to listen to your explanation, you refused to say and accused me of being a busybody. Well, sister, we need more busybodies these days when you exhibit such an attitude directed toward people who are relatively new to our country. You kept calling them rude, but what got to me was when you turned to all three of us and said, “You do know what being rude is about, don’t you?” in a way that made your attitude about sharing the aisle space with “foreigners” crystal clear. As I walked away, you continued to verbally harass me and, indeed, continued loudly berating the couple for at least a few minutes longer. I was on my way to find a store manager to stop your nonsense when I spotted the couple, finally, getting in line. In closing, you can keep those words and your trashy xenophobic self out of my neighborhood. Pretty please, stay out or be nicer. Oh, and to all the “busybodies” out there: Be fearless.
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