Well, I done did it now. We were running in Walmart, and this black man and his daughter were trying to get one of the scooters. He had recently had knee surgery, he told me this talking, and had just left the dr where they removed the staples. As he was standing there, his knee started gushing blood. We stood there with them for a couple of minutes to make sure he was okay, then went inside. Well, the racist inside me
got to worrying, and I went back to see if he was still there. He was still standing there bleeding, and told me an employee had supposedly went for bandaids. I went in and bought him some bandages and took to him, and waited while he got fixed up. I'm sure the klan will disown me now
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*I saw someone needing help, and helped. He saw someone who was legit concerned, and allowed me to help. Race was never part of the conversation, as it should be.