the “r” word
I met a nice girl the other day. She was smart, interesting, and loved to read as much as I do. We had lots to talk about! Plus – on the shallow side – she had on Tory Burch shoes just like Maya’s and this automatically made her a star.
As we chatted I was busy envisioning the lunch and movie dates we would eventually share together because apparently I am badly in need of friends. But my plan went to hell when I heard her say:
“And I totally felt like a retard!”
Okay so I fully acknowledge that sometimes I am not the most PC person. Just last week for example, Maya had to correct me when I referred to an exhibit at the Seattle Art Museum as the American Indian section.
“No Mama, no. It’s not nice to say that. They are called Native Americans!”
So maybe I’m more than a bit ignorant. And maybe I’m lucky to have a smart ass 6-year-old to correct me at every opportunity. But really? On what planet is the word “retard” not disparaging, condescending, and just plain wrong?
Since I find it impossible to confront people I didn’t say anything to the girl. But I knew at that moment that I could not be friends with her because using the “R” word is simply unforgivable.
If only she’d used the “F” word instead. Now that I can handle.