I'm not sure if I've mentioned this here before. Because of the horrible stereotype, I didn't buy watermelon for a very long time. But then I realized that I was depriving myself of a very healthy fruit that I liked. So one day I got brave and went to the store planning to buy one. It felt like an emotional milestone. I didn't care who saw me buy one. Guess what happened?
I wish I could say nothing. A white woman came up to me and asked me questions about buying watermelon. Really. *sigh*
Anyway, I was hardly the expert, so I told her that I really couldn't answer her questions. I wonder if she thought I was lying.