I'm so glad that no one can appropriately call me "white trash". Off-white. Taupe. Tan. Brown-ish. Olive-coloured, even. But never just plain ole run of the mill, standard issue, generic, boring white.  And I'm glad that my parents never adhered to a solely white-American only or Hispanic only type of culture. I get the best of both worlds and I don't fit into anyone's stereotypes. I get the scholarship, AND I sit in the front of the bus, bitch!
 

I took my parents to a Mexican restaurant last night and had an EXQUISITE time. Food was incredible, waitress was a hottie, the place is newly remodeled and beautiful, and the best part about it was that my parents didn't complain about a DAMN THING! A+ for Mama.
 

Now, I completely understand that Mexican food is all the same 5 or 6 ingredients all mixed together differently. Rice, beans, tortillas, salsa, meat, and cheese. There, you have it- everything on any given Mexican restaurant's menu in your town. You're welcome. But I'm fine with that because they don't deny it, they don't give a shit. It all tastes good, and it's not some big plot to get poor little Joe Consumer to buy their products, thinking he needs them. Like bottled water. Let's bottle up something that God made... and sell it to people... who don't need it. Then we can all listen to them talk about how "this one tastes much fresher than that one". They actually put expiration dates on some of these things. Damn French.
 

So, we're sitting there, talking about how cool the barstools are that were made from real saddles; you actually have to "saddle up" to sit at the bar. Genius, you get bucked off- you've had too much to drink. Go home, come back tomorrow, and let's live to ride another day. All was fine and well, until retards came and sat down by us at the next table.
 

"What? Ya'll ain't got no burgers? My daughter don't eat none of this stuff." Oh. My. God. You're in a F#$%!! MEXICAN RESTAURANT, what do you expect, woman?!?! It got worse... "Ya'll ain't got no fries or nothin'? Ok, I'll get one of them 'kay...so... dillies' Hee hee!" She giggles.... Yes, my friends,. she giggled sheepishly at her husband/partner/boyfriend/sugar daddy as if to say "I'm cute... See? AND I'm culturally diverse." Absolutely no effort to not butcher the Spanish langage.
 

Right then, the White part of me cringed and wondered, "Ok, WHY am I pro-life, again? Oh that's right. Killing babies is bad." Stupid people should be shot. Only in adulthood though because... killing babies is bad. People like this really make me feel bad for other white people. These are people who have no concept of a culture outside of McDonalds and Burger King. These are the ones who think that going to Mexico and "roughing it" in the Hampton is really stepping outside their comfort zone.
 

Now, my Spanish sucks. Honestly. Most the Spanish I speak anymore, is to illegal aliens at the hospital, asking them, "Donde le duele?". But it doesn't stop me from trying to improve what I know and learn some more. I know better than to ask for a HAMBURGER in a Mexican Restaurant. I go to Rome, I do as the Romans do, and I'm ok with that. My hispanic side is fed up with stupid people.
 

And I'm proud to be Off White.