What's this got to do with any race, nationality or creed at all.God u sound so racist!!!
I will never work for an Indian (Curry Muncher) again as long as I draw breath. There are quite a few around here and I play golf often with a Fijian Indan who is a super guy.
Back in 1985 when I first got my Gerber and I had the Coca Cola contract for the coast, they would supply compensation work for allowing their logo to dominate most stores. One fast food shop was owned by this Indian who asked me to quote a price on doing a menu on plastic faces for an existing second hand light box that he had got cheap somewhere. I told him of the new technology of cutting black lettering and adhering it to opal perspex of which he was happy so he could change prices easily. He came to my workshop and picked a font and I worked out the height etc. and gave him the price. He immediately bagan to bargain down the price and I explained that this stuff doesn't come cheap as fonts were$500 each back then. after he didn't want to stop haggling I took a small amount off and he agreed on that price. As he was opening the following Monday it was important to him that he have them no later than Saturday.
I worked back on the Friday evening to get it all finished and took them home with me. As I was playing golf my wife offered to deliver them to him on Sat. morning. She had the invoice with her and took them to him. He studied them and found that I had condensed one line back to about 90% because of the length of the item. He then told my wife that if she knocked off $30 he would accept them. She rang me just as I was about to leave and we decided that we would not accept his offer. She went back in and picked them up and told him to forget it and we would write it off. He didn't back down and grabbed at them and ruffled her up when she wouldn't let go of them. He said to her " Woman, get out of my shop... You are worth nothing" and then he spat on his own floor.
She phoned me back and told me and I was furious, and running late for golf. I had the longest drives off the tee that day as When I eyed the ball, all I could see was a little round brown bald head.!
I phoned him several times and tried to abuse him but he had no spine and kept hanging up. I later heard that he had sold the shop to 2 girls who, after the contract was signed and all monies paid found he had taken fittings out and replaced them with old broken down garbage. His name stunk all over the coast as I rang all my friends in the trade and told them not to touch him or his "pals".
He drove a fancy car and lived on the canals and had gold dripping from his wrists and neck, and everyone knows how he became so wealthy and it wasn't from hard work.
If this is being racist, then that is ok, I am, and I make no apologies as no other person has treated my wife or myself this way.
