You've put my original post into pale comparison, sorry you're having to go through that. In a way, can sympathise with being judged on skin tone and appearance
Thank you for the empathy. : Thumbup: It has been difficult being judged on skin tone and appearance, especially if you're of mixed race cuz you have this feeling of not truly belonging in many ways, or at least I still do.
(beard for my brother gets him odd looks, don't know why, it's a harmless beard!)
Ah suppose it's just negative image associate that comes with having a beard, y'know? Post 9/11 and what not....
Ironically, my beard isn't that long. A bit patch and a few long hairs here and there. But then, ah've never been able to style my beard or keep those long hairs down.
but guess when it comes from "family", it's incredibly upsetting.
I should probably clarify at this point, that my sister only insulted my appearance for a laugh to try and make me laugh. Work that yn oot, if ye can? Ah think it was also because we are both fans of Scottish comedian Frankie Boyle who's know as much for brutal putdowns and insult as much as his dark humour. My sister, of course, forgetting the whole context is everything with a joke.
In fairness, first time she said it, I geniunely laughed because ah wus in a good mood and didn't really read much into it. Saw the humour in it, until it become her only recurring joke. And sayin' it to me
"spontaniously" whilist waiting for a doctor's appointment and expecting a laugh?
Well, sorry but... Wrong place. Wrong time.
Nor is it acceptable at comedy gig while waiting for the comedian we have ticket to see takes the stage. Unless, I've got a fair few drinks in me. Though, me with a sarcastic:
"Aye... very funny" was possibly seen by my sister as approving of the joke. Had I compared her appearance to Freddy Krueger after a sex change as comeback, I doubt she'd be laughin' along.
Much like the time my mum told me off when she was called in to discuss why my grades had slipped quite a bit in a few of secondary school classes with the deputy head teacher. Upon him uttering the words:
"We all have do things we don't want to at times, Graeme" Now I don't know why, but I had one of those moment where the words left my mouth before I could process them. And I replied with:
"Like bein' here, ye mean?"
Still huv some pride in this moment. Not because it shocked both the deputy head and my mum, but the actually head teacher, who was also in room, let out a wee snickering laugh.
