dear spanish speaking dudes on trimet,
I thought we were friends… we’re the same size, a similar build, the driver double checked all of our passes, and people scooted away from all us when we entered together. I normally wouldn’t care about any of this but I find it very puzzling that you asked me for directions in english, politely received them from me, and then proceeded to giggle/call me a “f’ing black f*ggot” in spanish thinking I wouldn’t care. The truth be told I have no idea why you looked surprised when I asked (in spanish) if you wanted to teabag me. I thought we were friends. Wtf.
Signed, your darker skinned afro latino joto amigo