I was shaking from anger last Thursday. I’ve been eyeing these sandals from a stall in Leather Lane market & when I finally decided to buy them, I encountered a most uncivilised Neanderthal in London. The owner appeared from nowhere as I was trying on one of the slip-ons, as it was a market you’d place the darn thing anywhere right? Apparently you meant to stand on the papers strewn everywhere except where I was standing. I decided to be polite and apologised but what followed shook me up. He apparently never stopped walking & when he heard me say “I didn’t realise…” he shouted back that I didn’t know ’nuffink’ in an accent so thick you can only assume he’s mal educado.

My jaw dropped. I was too shocked & before I could retaliate he was gone. It ruined my lunchbreak & I wanted to cry. This is the first time I’ve encountered an unexplainable rudeness from anyone. I am really bad with unprovoked arguments and my retorts are often poor. That’s why I felt so frustrated when I walked away from the stall. Can I really sustain a shouting match with someone who’s so obviously a yob?

I keep asking myself why he’d give that attitude & the only answer that sounds logical is because I am “brown”. I am obviously not British as I am neither white nor black. Plus my accent is not English.

I can only pray for that man’s soul, sana kunin na sya ni Lord.

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