Walking to lunch today, some co-workers and I ran into another of our co-worker's mothers. I should have phrased that "the mother of one of our co-workers, seeing as how she only has one mother. It's too much effort to retype the sentence, though, so I'll just type two more sentences explaining this instead.
Anyway, we ran into her mother. I had heard that the place she was working at was pretty tense leading up to the election, as the owner was a big McCain supporter. The closer November 4th came, the more outrageous he became, dropping "nigger" into every other sentence, berating his employees and arguing with customers. So when we saw her, I asked, "Has Obama-mania swept into your office yet?" She replied, "Oh, it's terrible. It's absolutely terrible."
As that exchange happened, a guy walked by, and I felt an overwhelming urge to clarify what was going on. Taken out of context:
"Has Obama-mania swept into your office yet?"
"Oh, it's terrible. It's absolutely terrible."
Not so good. We sounded like a bunch of racists in slacks, heels and/or ties. While I would never hire an Irishman to work for me, I'm certainly not racist against blacks. Or at least Obama. I would also be friends with Denzel Washington and that black chick that was on Doctor Who. I'm practically Malcolm X.
Here are some other strange things overheard on the public streets: