The first paragraph actually was said to me one day. The rest is fiction, but from other encounters I have had and conversations I have heard this individual engaged in makes him almost a cliche...
I may have to revist this one as it it too short.
Start Fiction:
"You know, I've always said I'd never mix," Russ said as he turned his head and watched the young attractive Filipino woman walk by, "but for her, I would break that rule."
Stanley stared at Russ, caught off guard. The young woman was extremely attractive and deserved acknowledgement, he did not know Russ very well, only passing 'hellos' in the hallway.
What would make him think he can say that to someone, or anyone? Stanley thought. Russ didn't know if he had a wife or girlfriend that was not of the same ethnicity, he could have just insulted Stanley's family.
Maybe he doesn't know how ignorant, racist that is.
"What difference does it make? Stanley asked as the words were now coming out of his mouth and not staying in his head where he preferred.
Russ snapped his head back to Stanley. Eyes wide, he stood up straight, pushing out his chest ever so slightly. "She's not American," he said loudly, proudly.
Stanley was dumbfounded.
Not American? He scratched his head, put his other hand on his hip, switched back and forth from looking at Russ and following the woman in question as she walked in the distance. He tried to formulate his thoughts carefully, but the only words that ran through his head were "she's", "not", and "American".
"You think that's ok? Mixing species?" Russ said, crossing his arms and widening his stance. In the distance, Stanley swore he could hear that opportunistic country song Proud to be an American, creating a powerfully dramatic moment. At lest in Stanley's head.
"Mix species?" Stanley managed to say.
"Yeah, like that oriental girl and an American," Russ said.
"Not American?"
"Is there something wrong with you in the head, there fella?" Russ said as he dropped his arms. He looked Stanley over, realizing he didn't know Stanley at all and he might possibly not understand a thing he was saying.
"Unbelievable," Stanley said. "How do you know she's not American?"
End Fiction.
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