Self Control: Episode II – Thainess & How I Get Over The Racial Humps

Here’s the follow up of what I mentioned in the Ramble of Positivity blog.

Situation 1: Check-In Desk Ignorance

This girl was all smiles and started asking questions to the girl sitting on her side.  I heard her mention months June and July.  She was checking the validity of my passport, which has 11 months left (renewing in October), but it’s the simple fact that maybe she was just being newbie (which is completely fine), or maybe she was told to check “blacks” passport rigorously.  This happens to all colored people around the world, and it won’t stop until medias stop the ignorant berating of black people on their news outlets.

Ok, a rant.  Got it.  Check.  Speaking from the heart here.

After everything was done, she asked, of COURSE, if I was checking in a bag.  After all the supposed fuss, there was nothing left to be done and she smiled while giving me my ticket.

Yawn.  Typical Thainess.  Label the black man as the “Nigerian scammer.”

Situation 2: Ignorant Immigration

Yeah, let it be said.  I have no reason to not call out the racial discrimination that WOMEN dish on black people.  Remember, I was standing in line behind an African just last year and the immigration lady labeled the living hell out of her and took her into an office.  I stood right before her and was hoping she said something to me — didn’t.

Anywho, I go to the window (after telling other people that they’re idiots while standing in line).   Guy before me goes in about 15 seconds, I had to wait three minutes.

She looked at the main face of my passport, browsed through my pages, scanned my page — and then she put on her glasses.  I laughed, shook my head and said “calm down, Arsenio, they’re just time-wasters and seeing if you’re a drug dealer.”  After two more minutes of purely nothing and her looking to get a commission, she was FORCED to stamp my passport.  I slammed my hand on the table where my passport was and scampered away.

After all that fuss and wasting my time, looking to see if my passport was real (which reallllyyyyy pissed me off because I’m American and I have an insane amount of rights in this country), she couldn’t do a god damn thing.

Yes, No More Women Immigration Officers!

Today marked the last day that I will ever go to a female immigration officer.  From 2013’s most racist woman at the southern border of Thailand, to what happens with women on a routine basis…..it’s completely sickening.  Let me give you an example.  Last time I left to Laos, the male officer cracked a joke saying, “last day.” Ughhhh, yeah! Last day of my visa! Sorry, no 33 USD for you, buddy.  I winked and left.

Coming back in there was a young guy and he was cooler than ever.  I’ve actually had the nicest immigration officer EVER at that same southern border.

I know how to avoid ignorance now.  Big check.

But what can be learned from this?  You, the reader, what can you take away from this?

Just because one ignorant mindset, opinion, or adjective gets you ticked off DOESN’T mean the end of the world.  In relations to that, if you get mad, they win.  If you let an ignorant mindset win you over, you no longer have control and you make your decisions based on fight-or-flight.  Your blood pressure would start to climb and your nervousness would boil over into an explosion. Not what you want to do.

Looking back at the situation, I can see how it all happened.

  • Malaysians with thousands of luggages before me makes me irritated.
  • Malaysian, who was clogging up the counter, didn’t move her luggage, which forced me to go to the other counter where the girl acted like an asshole.
  • Family at passport control completely disingenuous and Chinese guy says something to me, waving me behind him before I started yelling.
  • After the confrontation, I get into the wrong lane where a woman looked at my passport for five hours.
  • At security check, a Chinese girl had some flatulence and it smelled horrible.

 

When you connect the dots, you’ll notice how it all happened.  From each event, it got worse and worse.  It all could’ve been avoided if I used the toilet before going home,

LOL!

 

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