I'm leisurely walking back to my dorm, listening to my iPod, when I see this guy in military fatigues around the corner looking at me. So, I jokingly tell myself, "Oh great...Bush has imposed martial law."
So, I'm getting closer to him, and I notice that he's staring at me...out of ALL of the people on the sidewalk, I guess I stand out because I'm black and I have a du-rag on (I only have it on because I washed my hair this morning and if I don't keep it down, my hair will stick out).
Not thinking anything of it, I acknowledge him with a nod as I continue to walk pass him, and when I get right beside him, he holds out a card. I take it (just thinking it was a handout), and I see his lips move, apparently signaling for to get me to take out my earbuds to listen to him.
"God dammit," I say in my head as I take out one of the earbuds. He then says, "I didn't mean to disturb you (oh really?)...but, are you interested in the Army?"
I'm then flooded with the memories of the hassles I had to deal with in high school, more specifically, a particularly infuriating encounter I had with Navy recruiters (I think I posted about it here).
Being the nice person I am, I simply say, "No, I'm not interested in the Army," and I immediately start walking away. I see the persuasion fade from his face when he gets the hint that I don't want to deal with this fucker.
I WANTED to say, "After seeing what you guys do in 'Fahrenheit 9/11,' do you fucking THINK that I have any interest in the Army? Get the fuck away from me."
I have the utmost respect for the people who DO sacrifice their lives for this country, but I am sick to DEATH of trying to be swindled into joining.
So, I'm getting closer to him, and I notice that he's staring at me...out of ALL of the people on the sidewalk, I guess I stand out because I'm black and I have a du-rag on (I only have it on because I washed my hair this morning and if I don't keep it down, my hair will stick out).
Not thinking anything of it, I acknowledge him with a nod as I continue to walk pass him, and when I get right beside him, he holds out a card. I take it (just thinking it was a handout), and I see his lips move, apparently signaling for to get me to take out my earbuds to listen to him.
"God dammit," I say in my head as I take out one of the earbuds. He then says, "I didn't mean to disturb you (oh really?)...but, are you interested in the Army?"
I'm then flooded with the memories of the hassles I had to deal with in high school, more specifically, a particularly infuriating encounter I had with Navy recruiters (I think I posted about it here).
Being the nice person I am, I simply say, "No, I'm not interested in the Army," and I immediately start walking away. I see the persuasion fade from his face when he gets the hint that I don't want to deal with this fucker.
I WANTED to say, "After seeing what you guys do in 'Fahrenheit 9/11,' do you fucking THINK that I have any interest in the Army? Get the fuck away from me."
I have the utmost respect for the people who DO sacrifice their lives for this country, but I am sick to DEATH of trying to be swindled into joining.