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I agree, this happened to my family last year. We were at an indoor go-cart track in a WHITE area (they sure as hell don't build these anywhere else) for a get-together. As soon as we walked in I noted the presence of way too many groids. It also looked like about half of their staff manning the tracks were black so, like most things black, word of mouf had probably spread amongst them of the place's existence. I mentioned this to my wife quietly and she agreed.
We spent some time with our grandkids and their parents in the arcade for about an hour. I was on high-alert as my nigdar had been pinging madly since we walked in the door. My 8 year-old granddaughter then used her game tickets she had won to get some nick-nack prizes from the arcade. One of these was a bottle of disappearing ink. As we stood just outside the arcade doorway she thought it would be funny to spray it on us so she squirted it in a big arc.
The "ink" got some of US but a small bit hit the white t-shirt-wearing orc gorilla behind us. He immediately got surly and started to complain that she had ruined his shirt (yeah, the kind they sell at 3-for-$10 in the hood gas stations). My wife immediately apologized and told him that it was a gag item and that it would disappear as it dried and wasn't going to stain his shirt. He again began to complain that she had sprayed him, repeating monotonously "She sprayed me". My wife continued to explain that our grandkid was only 8 and that it was an accident.
I immediately could see the chimp-out brewing and began to scan to see where the rest of his family or posse members were. My wife, oblivious to the danger she was now in, finally got mad at the child-like responses from him and told him to fu%$ off. He then replied how she "better watch her fu$%in mouth". This whole time my adrenaline was dumping because I knew the direness of the situation and thought I might actually have to battle not only him, but also whatever tribe members were there with him.
I told him to get away as my step-son and I approached him. He then backed off and walked away with a small girl I believe was his daughter. I told everyone that we had to go NOW, as he was most likely gathering his army for retribution. We all hurriedly made our way to the parking lot and left.
I then explained to my wife that, if her son and I hadn't been so close, that the orc would have assuredly clocked her, possibly killing her as he weighed about 300 pounds. I don't think she really sensed the danger she had been in, even after I had explained their behaviour to her. It's hard for normal white people to grasp that an adult would act like and have the reactions of a child but my years as a cop dealing with them opened my eyes many years ago. Needless to say, we have never been back there and never will.

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