My coworker is a 60-year-old, old-skool, black, security officer, that thinks I’m of Hispanic decent. He occasionally goes on rants about how messed up and racist white people are. He has no clue that I am almost completely white and identify myself as such.
I can’t help but listen and respect him because it’s not like he hates white people, and he’s been around the block. I just find it hilarious how he has no clue who he is ranting to. This is irony at it’s best.