Things in this world never change...
I am currently interning in the Chicago area and I am renting a room in the home of a Caucasian woman. The woman, we will call her Jessica has a daughter, Hailey. Hailey’s dad, George is in town visiting. So they all went to Las Vegas last week and they are back now. This afternoon I was eating in the kitchen (we aren’t allowed to eat in the rooms) and the little girl held up a “Powerpuff” birthday card that she received. I said “that’s nice” and continued eating. Then the little girl showed me Cinderella card. She opened the card and money fell out. Her dad told her to pick it up and that was that. NOTE: The little girl was approximately 10 feet away from me each time she showed a card.
Soooooo…about an hour later I’m upstairs and I hear Jessica ask Hailey if she has the $50 bill that was in the Powerpuff card. The first thing out of George’s mouth was “She was showing it to Whitney. Whitney was the last to see it.” I hear them rummaging around downstairs and George repeated a million more times “Whitney was the last to see it.” Then the little girl starts saying “Yeah, I showed it to Whitney and I haven’t seen it since.” That was it! So I go downstairs and say “Sorry to interrupt, but I couldn’t help but overhear…” I told Jessica exactly where I was eating, exactly what happened, that the little girl only opened the Cinderella card, that the little girl never opened the PowerPuff card, and that I never saw a $50 bill. So Jessica and George start yelling about how they both should have put the money up 5 days ago.
So they all just start looking at my black ass as though I’ve stolen something…whatever. So I eventually got dressed and left. I was wondering how long it would take before something like this happened. Oh well.