I’m brown. Yesterday, I was moving into a new place and asked a Trump-hat wearing, ex-military boomer what day was trash day. He gave me an explanation of all the good and bad of the neighborhood, told me to use his trash bin this week, and invited my wife and I to dinner. When we showed up his wife asked why we didn’t bring our dog because he’s a member of our family.
Many things I thought I understood about others have recently been nuked by experiences.
I’ll share a little more awesome, then.
My wife and I rented a rental property using a process where neither the landlord or ourselves used a computer. We saw it advertised in the local weekly newspaper, drove by, and the landlord was cleaning. She hadn’t advertised anywhere else. She asked about criminal history and jobs. But, she didn’t perform background or credit checks. Only after we signed the lease did she ask to take pictures of our government-issued identification.