Minorities Over Beamers (Like "Money Over Bitches")

I swear they must have been giving away fried chicken and tacos at the DMV. On Saturday the 17th the Renter needed to get new plates on her car. When she bought the car she took the lazy route and got the three month temporary plates. She’s pretty much like my last roommate, waiting till the last minute on pretty much everything. The temporary plates were going to expire on the 18th. I shouldn’t really rip on her too much; she did offer to help me at work for a couple hours (I have a BIG week coming up). So, on the way to work we stopped at the DMV.

The DMV is the new hotspot for minorities and people who never graduated from high school. Looking at the people walking in you’d think college graduates simultaneously receive their degree and fork over their driver’s license. I sat in the car while she went in and maybe saw three white people walk in. Don’t get me wrong here, I don’t have anything against other races. Hell, I used to drive 15 miles out of my way to play basketball at the “ghetto” YMCA. And after looking at the three white people who walked in, I’m sure I’d rather make friends with the Mexican family of six of whom none stood over 5’6” (short people like me because I can change light bulbs without a chair, or they always smile because they can see boogers up my nose). Maybe it was because it was a Saturday and all the hoity toity white people take time off of work during the week to get their licenses renewed, I don’t know.

As I sat in the car I observed the cars turning in to the emissions testing station. I’m not really a numbers person, but 2 out of 3 minority drivers did not use their turn signals when they came in off the street. 4 out of 5 white people did, and the 20% who didn’t were either 70 years old or women (like that’s a big surprise). I don’t want to pass judgment here or try to figure out a reason why this happened, it just did.

The best part was the fucker in the BMW 5 series. He turned in the wrong entrance, made a u-turn, floored it going out of the parking lot, and zipped across the street to the right entrance (surprisingly using his turn signal). While I watched this I decided to play with a feature on my phone I figured out how to use. I can take 15 second voice memos and record them for later playback. I wish I knew how to put audio files on a blog (this whole internet thing is kind of new to me), but here’s how it went:

And I almost felt bad for the guy with BMW who had to go in to get his emissions tested. I mean, you’ve got a BMW 5 series, you’re almost too good to take your car in to emissions.

(direct quote, FA)

Yeah, people with Beamers can blow me. I know they’re probably nice cars and everything, but do you really need to spend $50,000 on a car that my $20,000 Jeep can drive half-way onto? I will make a proclamation right now in front of all of you two people: I will never buy a BMW unless I win the lottery. Case in point: Friday at the bar.

There’s this lawyer woman who frequents the bar. I must confess, I did date her for a while, but her uppity attitude started to wear on me. For example, when asked if she had looked for a house in West Allis, the reply was “Stallis?!,” clearly offending the person who asked her the question and actually lived in West Allis. Lawyer woman also owns a Beamer.

The Renter and I were sitting on the end right by the door. After an hour or so she puts a quarter on the pool table. Another half hour goes by and it’s our turn. Before we were even done playing, lawyer woman had moved all of her shit down and sat in the Renter’s chair (which still had her coat and purse on it). Isn’t that just a little rude? The bar was not busy, might have been 15 people max. There were plenty of open seats. But no, lawyer woman had to sit in that chair.

What makes a person think that they can do stuff like that? Do they think that they are that much better than someone else that even though someone else was sitting in a chair that they can just take it? How does a person get to a point in their life where this occurs? Her boyfriend is nice enough, probably one of the nicer people who goes to the bar. I don’t know how he goes along with it all. My conscience would seriously bother me. Kind of like how I feel SO bad that I slept with the porn star while lawyer woman was in the Caribbean on vacation (they were DD’s, can you blame me?).

My views on people are not based on the color of their skin, their educations, or their cars (although I do tend to make fun of stupid people). Personality, respect, and values truly define an individual.