Raaaaaaaaaaaaace waaaaaaaaaaaaaar!

So as I previously mentioned, I've found a charming little sushi vendor who sells the stuff at a very reasonable price, so it's become my lunch of choice and going there has become something of a routine, although it must be said it's a bit bizarre that the longer I've been going there the more options for stuff I didn't get a choice about when I first went there from the woman who runs it become available. Such as "would you like chopsticks?" or "Wasabi?". Surely these are the sorts of questions you ask first and get to know the answers to later rather than vice versa?

ANYWAY.

So I've found this little food court nearby in which to eat my little lunch box, I've got a usual seat and everything. It's near the entrance, by a large glass wall thing which is in place to stop people falling 10 feet onto the escalator below. Turns out, this is not where you want to be sitting when racism meets race in a way I didn't even think existed anymore.

So I'm sitting there, and a big fat Aussie woman walks on by, a crowd of black kids is walking towards the entrance and the woman decides to plow straight the fuck through them. One of the girls turns around and goes "hey, watch where you're walking" (fair enough) to which the woman replies "Oh, go back to your own country".

Nearly choked on my prawn, I saw where this was going and my efforts for a speedy getaway were foiled by the fact that suddenly I've got about 7 black kids all going mad, some angry Oz woman, some inherently racist guy with a walkie talkie who instantly started on the black kids surrounding my table, having a shouting match with eachother. They're going mad and they were literally all inches away from me, I couldn't have gotten out even if I wanted to. This goes on for a few minutes, long enough for me to finish my sushi as I really had no other option as getting the fuck out of there would mean jumping the glass wall. So some managers come out of the stores, try to seperate the groups. The black kids, much to the annoyance of the woman, are the ones who drop it and walk off, although she makes a few more comments which restarts the whole thing. Thankfully, by this time, I was able to stroll off as my escape route was now open and so the last thing I saw the big screaming match.

Good times!