re: Bo Bice in Tears After Being Called ‘White Boy’ at Popeyes

I'm always the cracker up in the Popeyes

Know what the shift change at Popeyes is called?

Renig.

Why wouldn't he be proud? As if being black and working at popeyes is some goal..

I've been called worse

Wow what an enormous pussy

White boy should have asked that black sista for some hot sauce.

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As a white male who was born in Louisiana & spent my first 33 years there, I would call this a common occurrence. You get used to it.

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Definitely. Dude is a gaping vagina.

Spencer Hall's article in reaction to this today was great
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You place an order. At most other restaurants, you would wait for the food. This is not the case at Popeyes. The order, having been placed into their system, is now reviewed by a central computer housed somewhere above flood level in the New Orleans suburbs. It’s probably in Metairie. Metairie feels like the right place to put a giant supercomputer dedicated to rectifying incorrectly arranged fried chicken orders. No, the food is then rearranged into the proper order for you by the AlTron 4800, and beamed back to the restaurant for packaging. You ordered a two-piece spicy with red beans and rice? No, you got a three piece mild with green beans. There are two biscuits in the bag. Why? Because the AlTron 4800 knew you were a little weak in terms of gut flora, and that you needed some easy chicken work to go with that necessary vegetable matter. The lack of red beans and rice is to teach you humility; the extra biscuit is to remind you that blessings, while random and surprising, are real. God might not respond, but he doesn’t cheat you. Neither does Popeyes.

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You might even get the rogue moment when, confronted with a situation where rules would have to be consulted, Popeyes decides to pardon you for no reason and give you the store. I once walked in shy one order of kids chicken fingers and left with two additional full meals because the employee just started laughing and handing me food at random. I have been gifted wings that clearly belonged to someone at the drive-thru who, seeing me getting them through the window, gestured to me plaintively like a man watching a Viking torch his house. I have been given a bag full of silverware and napkins for five when clearly eating by myself.

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Having been handed the order you actually need, you leave the Popeyes, perhaps after negotiating for a few extras you might have originally wanted, but clearly did not need. Later, when you get in the car, you’ll realize your drink is half Fanta Strawberry, half Dr. Pepper. You drink it, and reflect on how this double step to diabetes made you so much happier than you were thirty minutes ago.

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I mean he isn't wrong about there being a double standard. It is impossible to be racist against a white person or sexist against a man.

But he's an idiot for thinking he's going to get sympathy as a multi-millionaire buying fried chicken at Popeyes.

He's also a shining example of the pussification of America. Sheesh. Talk about neutered.