GAF, I'm fucking upset and I really don't know what to do but punch something.
For a little background, I was home visiting family today and, coincidently enough, my aunt and uncle were home from their home town, along with my two cousins, both 10 and 9 respectively. Here's the thing, my uncle married interracially to your stereotypical preppy blonde haired blue eyed cheerleader types. However, the woman is VERY intelligent and is currently working on her Masters in Electrical Engineering after raising her two sons for a decade and some change, while my Uncle worked for a nuclear power company. At first, her parents disapproved, but they came around, and ironically enough, now can't imagine life without my uncle.
Anyhow, my uncle and stepdad are cooking and they needed something Costco and buy in bulk. They ask for me to go. Seeing as I had nothing better to do and I didn't like waiting for food, I was like fuck it, lets go. For some reason cousins and my aunt get dragged along too.
We get to Costco (because fuck yeah!) and we were near the checkout line after getting what we need. Some old white lady was just staring. At first I thought it was what we were wearing as we didn't bother to dress real nicely for a fucking Costco run. Both my cousins wanted something to eat to tie them over so she told them to go to where you can eat inside and split $10 and they run off like typical kids
Lady finally breaks the ice. "Excuse me, ma'am are those your sons?" she asked, pointing to them both by the pseudo food court.
Now, keep in mind, my Aunt LOVES her boys. Like, yeah, of course, mother and all, but she takes bragging to a whole new level. Not to the point of being annoying, but she walks that line, definitely.
"Yes, ma'am they are!" she said it with clear pride.
The lady seemed to be in shock and disbelief. "But...how? They're black!!"
Holy fucking shit. I don't even remember what my aunt said but she just told her to fuck off basically. I was completely furious. The only reason I didn't say anything was because I would've gave off the impression of the angry black man in a store where I was a total minority.
When we got home, my aunt was almost in tears. She was nowhere near as talkative as usual
You know what I had to do tonight? I had to explain to my young cousins who haven't even started middle school school yet, about their skin color and how people will perceive it no matter how polite or intelligent they are.
And the worst part? They didn't believe me.
"She was just a mean lady, TacticalFox88,"
"Yeah!! People don't say mean things because of my skin anymore. That was Martin Kang, right?" Of course I corrected him to say "King", but the intent still was there.
I just...wow. Don't know how to proceed here. Do I simply just let them figure it out on their own or do something more?