A few weeks ago, I was at a restaurant that had just opened in a small strip mall, just across the street from my house.
The waiters were all young, all wearing bright pink hats and tuxedos, and they were trying to figure out what I was going to do for lunch.
I was wearing a black tee, and a white button-up.
It wasn’t like I was really looking for a role, but I was just trying to make sure everyone knew who I was.
The restaurant manager had asked me to wear a white tee and a button-ups, and I figured I could do that because I was so young.
But the manager also asked me what I wanted to eat.
“Lunch,” I said.
“Breakfast,” the manager said.
Then he asked me, “What’s the deal with lunch?”
I replied, “It’s a break from being awesome.”
It was a really weird thing to say, but the manager was really cool about it.
He was actually really good to me.
It was really kind of weird, and he ended up going to lunch with me anyway.
It’s a weird thing that you can say, “You know, I just want to get my head around the concept of being awesome,” and he’s like, “Okay.”
I mean, I can understand why a manager would want to take you out for lunch, but to actually actually give you a break for your own good is pretty rare.
I had a hard time understanding why a white person would want lunch at a business that was run by a young, attractive white guy.
I’ve worked at a lot of restaurants in my life and they have a variety of different types of customers.
There are people who come in and eat lunch at an old-fashioned steakhouse.
There’s a woman who has her husband over for dinner and she wants to get a little bit of a break in between the hours.
And then there are people that are just trying not to get sick.
I have a very diverse group of people, and if I was trying to get into one group, I might not make a good decision, and that’s okay.
I think being the only white person in a group is pretty weird.
In my experience, it’s usually a really good thing to do.
It makes everyone feel more welcome and makes everyone look good.
If you’re trying to be the only person of color, you’re doing something wrong.
If there’s any kind of discrimination, that’s a huge problem.
When I was a teenager, I lived in a white neighborhood and I knew I was supposed to be cool.
I always had a cool, self-absorbed image of myself.
I didn’t really have any friends of color.
I knew nothing about being different.
I wasn’t sure how to interact with anyone.
And I thought, “This is where I’m supposed to fit in.
This is where people will like me.”
But after a few years of working at a white restaurant, I realized that I wasn, in fact, the only black person in the room.
I still didn’t know that at the time, but now that I’ve lived in more diverse communities, I realize that it’s actually quite normal.
Being different doesn’t mean you have to be an asshole, but being a part of a group that’s accepting of other people and accepting of your individuality is a huge thing for many people of color to go through.
For example, when I was working at the restaurant, my coworkers were so nice to me and so accommodating of my quirks that I found that it felt so good to be accepted and not have to constantly be on my guard.
I realized, “Oh, I feel better when I’m able to express myself.”
I have friends who work in other industries that aren’t in restaurants.
I’m friends with people who don’t have jobs, people who aren’t married, people that aren