The Wrong Type of Brown

The other day one of my staff had the pleasure of being called a racist.  Let me paint the picture for ya.  These folks who possess less than quarter of a “lick of” English, my favorite unit of measurement, come and apply.  Seem like a nice couple, however have no way of communicating.  Well communicating in regards to items that are not in their favor.  Very puzzled conversation shortly turned into a spelling bee competition, than shirades after my leasing agent asked for the application fees.  Imagine flailing arms, puzzled facial expressions, hours of staring at each other, great time.  After being screened and denied for property debt they found a translator! Urica! Their English speaking, very unpleasant family members called to challenge it and explain it is really not their fault they have to break a lease and they have no way of paying for it and that we can’t discriminate against poverty.  Excuse me sweet heart, your moving into low income housing, not sure how that would even work.  Alright, well pay your debt and move on.  No, the more sensible option is the most expensive and thus must be avoided. The option that was presented to them seemed like it sounded a bit differently and a such “lie to the current landlord to tell them we said we will approve them as soon as you get on a payment agreement” or it must of sounded like “call the screening company and tell them they already paid it.”  Not smart enough to figure that everything gets to be verified?  Why do you think your providing the information for?  Ok so lying doesn’t work, maybe yell and call us names and maybe you will get your money back?  Yes I think that’s the next move to get what you want.  Telling us to get common sense, and accusing us of having none because I am a woman (yes please do go further) than accusing us of being racist.  Yes I take accusations very seriously sir.  Please describe the person that was discriminating against you, was it the staff member that speaks the same language as you, the Native-Cherokee, the Mexican maintenance man, the Russian, or the one from Columbia.  Racist against what?  Racist against your money?  The wrong type of brown?!  Yes please yell at me how your family doesn’t have money to keep spending on the application fees.  Do I work for fun?  I must come here for the pleasure of being in constant fear of what adventure are next, yes that's it.  Genius.  Please procreate.

-Jewels