I didn't walk out because my friends still had yet to come and I didn't want to be rude. Believe it or not, this isn't even the worst date I've been on. (Som has heard about the worse one.)
Oh yeah, did I tell you the guy's a Conservative? (the Cdn equivalent of a Republican --ewwww)
Anyway, so while we're making strained coversation before our friends come, we're talking about car insurance. Harmless enough, right? And he says something to the effect of, "It sucks that people under 25 have to pay more. Real bitch because blah-de-blah-blah. Instead, they should look at those goddamn streetracers and all those immigrants who can't drive properly!"
(Note: Vancouver has a whole lotta Asians - incl. myself. And Asians happen to be the predominant race in streetracing accidents here)
So I go, "Oh, like
what immigrants?" (Irony - both of us are Crim students and immigration officers at the airport)
"Well, no offense, but the Asians. We shouldn't have to pay more insurance just because the Asians keep getting into accidents."
"Excuse me. What does that make me? I'm second-generation Canadian."
"Oh, I don't mean YOU. I mean, you know, other Asians. Immigrants."
"Like my parents?"
"Well, no offense, but yeah."
"It's not always about you!!!" (But if you think I'm referring to you anyway, then I probably am.)
"Good luck returning my ass!" - Wilhemina Slater
"This is my breakfast, lunch and f***ing dinner right here. I'm not even f***in' joking." - Colin Farrell