The Costco I shop at is a combination of Vietnam, Korea, Japan and China. Upon arriving in Costco you usually see the same combination of an Asian family, Dad, Mom, several kidlets and usually the Grandma and Grandpa. Grandma is over here drawing social security, food stamps and any other tax payer subsidy she can get. Google it, once an immigrant is here legally 5 years they can apply for all type of goodies, goodies the white man or woman usually has a helluva time getting.
Costco has free samples of various foods in their stores. The Asians are the biggest foe of waiting in line for food samples. I once told one of the kids there that serve the food that you could put a heated turd on the table and they’d eat it seeing it’s free.
Last summer I was buying a boogie board at Costco. I’m in line and I have to put the board on the conveyor belt as the clerk has to scan it. There is an inch on the line and Dragon Lady with her white race traitor husband is behind me in line. She just has to put her stuff on the conveyor belt which is pushing my board.
Annie Oakley: Hey! Don’t touch my board; you’re not in that big of a hurry (I push their stuff away)
Dragon lady & Race Traitor Husband: glares
Annie Oakley: Get your stuff away from my board!
Dragon Lady & Race Traitor Husband: I no speaka English.
Annie Oakley: Here’s some English – DON’T TREAD ON ME! (By then the clerk is laughing). I then told the clerk I love how they don’t understand English but they certainly know how to push and shove and throw their weight around. No speaka da English my ass.
Dragon Lady & Race Traitor Husband: Hubbie is glaring at me, not saying a word.
Annie Oakley: I turned around and said “Race Traitor” and gave them my Psycho Bitch look.
They both picked up their stuff and moved to a different register.
Free food sampling. Clerk is giving out chicken tenders in the shape of a dinosaur. Little kidlet is front of me all excited to eat a dinosaur so her and I have a fun little conversation. I could see her dad out of the corner of my eye. Looked like a recovering gang banger with tats but seemed decent.
Food was put on the table. Out of the blue Mr. Lee sweeps in and takes the dinosaur right out of that girls reach (knowing full well he was taking her piece and cutting in line). She started crying. So the demonstrator made sure she got the next piece, then I got mine and the little girl ran to her dad.
Mexican Dad: what happened?
Annie Oakley: That rude Asian swept in and took the chicken tender right out of your daughter’s reach.
Mexican Dad: Really? Where is this dude?
Annie Oakley: I pointed to the Asian chewing away at his free chicken tender, his grubby mitts chomping away.
Mexican Dad: Would you please stand by my little girl so I can talk to this man?
Annie Oakley: of course, it would be my pleasure.
I could see Mexican Dad chewing his ass. I was delighted. He came back and said thank you Ma’am for watching out for my little girl. I appreciate it. I could see Mr. Lee shuffling out of the store. They usually don’t run they shuffle like a big fat penguin.
Asian rudeness at Costco is a BIG problem. The store clerks tell me all the time how rude they are. One customer one time told what can you do? I said you can be a man/woman and CALL THEM ON IT! They continue to pull their BS because white people are cowards and too afraid of being called a racist.
That Mexican man was not afraid to be called a racist, his first instinct was to protect his daughter and avenge the rude Asian’s behavior against his little girl!
So now when they creep up against me in line and try to push me, I turn around and get right in their face. I’m usually taller than them so just my presence intimidates them. They usually back down. I will usually ask them, is there any reason you need to stand so close?
Minorities have lost a lot of respect for white people because we allow them to bully us, intimidate us and break us down.
Not on my watch. Now when I go into the store and have to deal with third world immigrants I envision myself as a Golden Aryan Goddess charging through the store on land my ancestors built.
Get out of my way, Mr. & Mrs. Lee!