So I ate at the crappy, downgrade restaurant next door called Forchettaboutit. My daughters always look at the menu beforehand to decide if they want to eat there, and decide what they want to eat. So we were all set. We were going to Forchettaboutit to eat. When we walked through the door, the waitress told us that all of their indoor, empty tables were unavailable. “You will have to sit outside” she said. What? I asked her, if there were heat lamps outside and she groaned and said yes, but they aren’t on. Then she shrugs her shoulders and says, “Ok, I will turn them on.” Like it’s such a burden on her. It’s not like she had to find a match to light it either. She literally walked over, flipped a switch, and left. This bitch. I was pissed off, while we were there. That party of 4, in the second picture, walked in later. I don’t think it was a “we didn’t have a reservation” situation because I don’t think this dive, hole-in-the-wall, restaurant requires reservations. Business is spotty and they usually have plenty of room. Maybe their shitty employees are the reason why. On the way home, I was venting more vocally, in front of my daughters, which is always a mistake. Sophia can tune me out and she doesn’t think about it too hard. But me pointing out that I was upset and offended, by our treatment at the restaurant, made Olivia cry. Then I started crying. She said, “Does everyone hate me? Maybe we had to sit outside because they didn’t want people with Autism inside?”
I want to start off saying that I hate the flack people get for saying reverse racism. Ok, I will say that what I experienced was racism from Mexican and Latin American folks, who probably side with Evil E and his family. What? You don’t believe me? The story that I am putting out there, into the universe, is totally racist? Ok, if it’s not true, blaming what I am hearing on an innocent family from Venezuela, is racist. Indeed, I acknowledge that. I still think it is happening, unfortunately no one is opening their mind up to that possibility or they think that I am a home wrecker, who deserves to be hexed. The family at the long table against the wall, looked possibly Venezuelan, possibly related to E, so that would explain the bad vibes directed at me. But if these people didn’t know me, this is racism, on their part. A lot of assumptions were made about me, at first glance, tonight. Many people are totally fucking with me right now. They are being cruel to me. Body shaming me. Trying every way possible to upset me. If people think the can get away with it, they go for it. They fuck with me, as much as they think they can get away with. It’s fucked up! I take everything that’s happening to me very personally. It’s a huge insult. Everyone trying to mess with my mind, shows their own cruelty. Yes, in the words of Das Efx, “Why is everybody always picking on me?” Mexican American and Latin American people are picking on me the most. I just want you to know. You are not helping me like you. Many of you are cool and not trying to insult, offend, or mess with me. Say it in Spanish, at least, because I don’t understand what you are saying. The evil witch cackles from inside the restaurant though. They want ME to feel racism and discrimination, firsthand. This is their fully intentional motivation. Why me, though? Why is everyone targeting me? I don’t get it. I am not MAGA Republican racist. I don’t think that I am any more racist than the people who hate me are. I’m pretty cool, but to each their own. I can’t control what you think. They were even acting scared of me. If I sit inside the restaurant, with other people, will that injure or bother the other customers too much? Am I the OG Carlsbad Karen? How did I become the face of racism in Carlsbad? There really is no sympathy or compassion, for my situation. My girls suffered because people hate me. They have colds. I don’t think they coughed, that one second, that we were in the restaurant. I don’t think the decision was made as a Covid precaution. My daughters have Autism. There was no sympathy and no remorse from anyone there either. I’m not the type of bitch to complain to the owner. I’m not going to write a fucked up Yelp review, but Fuck you Forchettaboutit! I will not be back! (Or dining in, at least. Because we liked the food, you know?)
*** I know sitting outside is not the end of the world, but we usually sit inside, especially at night, when it’s cold, and my kids already have colds. We just gave the girls Covid tests this morning and the results are negative for Covid, as we thought.
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