Story takes place nearly 3yrs ago.
I am BAD at understanding accents. I think my hearing might be minorly fucked up from childhood ear infections? Either way it's not a "quirk" I just straight up have a suuuper difficult time understanding through thick accents- to the point that at any majorly ethnic restaurant my husband usually has to step in on my interactions with staff to help me. (I once thought a woman called me a monkey and I was dying laughing when he told me she was asking for the money 🫠)
So in early 2020 I had just landed a new job, and was doing the dial-and-smile routine when I hit one. The woman had a very thick middle eastern accent and I made an absolute fool of myself asking her to repeat herself, trying to parrot back what I thought I heard (unsuccessfully) and we both kind of agreed that even though they were looking I wasn't going to be able to move them forward because of the language barrier.
That evening we have a small happy hour honoring my first deal at the new company. everyone (6-7ppl) are talking about their day and I repeat this interaction. In telling the story I tried to give an example of the accent and how thick it was (sort of panicking that my new boss might be pissed that I lost an opp that was actively looking) and then he told me that I was being racist.
Obviously not my intention, but it still bothers me...
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