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today at a certain beach bar (starts with a k, ends with a m8), i was told that i could not sit in a certain area because i'm not white. by a waiter who is chinese, like myself.
to which i retorted "ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!" yes, that wasn't a question.
he must have been really stupid because when the inevitable "WHY?" came, he said that his manager had instructed him to "reserve this area for the *angmohs." the area in question is located right at the front, on the edge of the beach and next to the pool - in other words, prime real estate.
save for eight or so staff twiddling their thumbs behind the bar, three local girls having after-suntan drinks by the side and a dyke dragging on her cigarette while reading the sunday papers sitting in a far corner, there isn't anyone else.
obviously, the scene isn't as "shit-hot" as it used to be, seeing as how cafe del mar recently set up shop a little further up. and have been extremely successful in poaching their entire clientele - the models, rich playboys, **spgs and spg-loving expats. two weeks ago, they would've been crawling all over this place, exchanging bodily fluids in the pool.
the last i recalled, our national pledge (which has been drummed into our minds after years of repeating it every. single. fucking. morning. at school) says something about errrr... one united people... blah-blah... regardless of race, language or religion... blah-blah... a democratic society based on justice and equality...
someone needs to hand me a nobel peace prize for resisting the urge to kill him until he died from it.
what is this? racial segregation in our goody-two-shoes island of joy??? sacre bleu! oh my god, is it because i'm black?? why don't we all sit on the floor and scrub it while we're down there too?? no, surely it must be because i look like someone who would've taken this goddamn CRAP and obediently head for the area that said "YELLOWS/OTHERS."
i apologise, i didn't get the memo!! i wasn't aware that your marketing people think they can get by with a half-ass strategy like "local folks are like soooooo two seasons ago! put all the rich/beautiful/white people in the front, so we can be aspirational!" omg you guys are so clever, tee-hee!
i think i threw up in my mouth.
friends who've moved abroad say the truth is you're only a second-class citizen unless you're back home. in the meantime, do your own thing, put up with the occasional drunken GO-HOME-(insert derogatory word here) and pwn everyone at school. but hold on, i AM back home, i even paid 2 bucks to enter our ***wonderful man-made tourist trap island. so.
i am no racist. diversity is great. it's been pretty sweet these 2 years, working with people from all around the world - blond, black, brown, ginger... pink. it's like that friggin michael jackson song from when his nose was okay and he wasn't molesting kids. in fact, make it your "most played song" on your itunes, clever marketing people of beach bar (starts with a k, ends with a m8).
there's nothing else to say except that this has left a fucking bad taste in my mouth.
and no, it isn't the horrid cough mixture i've had to endure for the past two weeks.
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*caucasians, white people, mostly expats/tourists.
** sarong party girls, local women who prefer white meat.
***sentosa, popular island resort off mainland singapore.
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