I had begun considering other options when my mom called to remind me that my sister was flying home the same day as the symphony. Of course, I asked her next. She accepted with no hesitation. (Why are not boys that easy to persuade?)
I told her the truth during intermission, telling her I had hoped the first boy I had asked would have come in her stead. She asked me if I had considered [insert the name of boy of Indian descent]. I replied that I he might be too yellow for an event like this.
Yellow?! He’s not Asian (well, at least not eastern Asian). If anything, you would describe him as brown.
I quickly corrected her, telling her I was not referencing his skin color but rather the color code personality test. It’s a totally different type of discrimination.