Old white Aussie’s can be easy to misunderstand.
A lovely retired chap came up to me in a coffee shop, and asked if I was Sri Lankan. I said yes, I am!
He said “I love Sri Lankan’s”.
“Had this great friend when I was working in Melbourne. He’d often invite me over for a curry. The curry is hot, but I loved it. He was such a great bloke. You guys are great.
I knew you must be Sri Lankan, he looked just like you, as dark as can be”
😂 😂 😂
You really can’t call that racism, can you.
p.s. I was going to ask him if he’d met anyone from our Sudanese community, but I like being called dark so I just ran with it!