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I never realized how racist some members of my "family" can be. Today I had "Christmas" at my dad's with his wife, her parents, my sister, and my grandmother on my dad's side. My sister had told me about some comments my dad's wife (I refuse to refer to her as a step-mother because that implys some sort of authority over me. more on her in a bit.) and her parents have made but this is the first time i've heard them myself. When asked what he wanted in his coffee, her dad answered n* black. He's really old, but that really isn't an excuse. Seeing that kind of ignorance was only topped by my dad's wife referring to the midtown IHOP as dirty because it's "full of blacks." We were talking about places open late, then places with bad service. Sure the service there is pretty bad, but the problem has nothing to do with race. I pretty much shut up after that and just waited until I could go home.
( Here's the story on why I hate my dad's wife and her family. it's venting so it's probably incoherent ramblings )