Back when I was young, I waited in a hot, minimally air-conditioned government building in Tennessee. For nearly 3 hours.
I finally went to the front desk and asked if I was even supposed to be there today, as my name had not been called.
The lady at the desk asked my name, and I gave her my last name, which sounds vaguely foreign. She looked surprised, leaned forward, and whispered “Oh! I’m sorry! I didn’t realize you were white!” And immediately ushered me through.
I moved out of that god-foesaken town / state months later.
Jesus Christ
I’m from rural Georgia. Not as blatantly bad here, but still pretty bad. It’s unbelievable that I can intentionally surround myself with the most left-leaning queer people in the area, those who are constantly harassed/degraded by the average conservatives, and somehow they still buy into a lot of the conservative propaganda and anti-queer/anti-trans culture war nonsense… I’m fully moving out of this awful corner of the country soon, I will NOT miss it.
