One of the toughest aspects of Ramadan for me is the realignment of eating and sleeping hours. Particularly around midnight when I get the munchies. So I decided to go to Denny's....I was tired. straight out of the night shift at the hospital. I must have been on crack to go Denny's, which has a dubious reputation when it comes minority customers.
The place is packed. I take a seat and glance through the menu...pretty much everything is fortified with ham, so it was fish and chips for me. While waiting, I found that I was in an unofficial white sociology class. Listening to the conversations around me confirmed a number of theories I have about American caucasians :
1) The American white man is a very bold creature. Dont take that as a compliment, what I mean to say is, that they're nuts. You couldnt get me drunk enough to jump off a porch, yet these guys are talking about taking their grandmothers out for sky diving.
2) "Dude, Chris puked in my car, it was awesome, man." No, I didnt make this up, theres something about body fluids and voiding them which white people find immensely entertaining. I can tell you for a fact that if Chris was in a black dude or Mexican's car, he'd be violently rolling down the street.
3) Lets just say white folk are over-sexed. Its Ramadan, so I'm not going to go into the details of what I had heard. The only thing I can add is that theres a reason why various paraphilias are so common.
My fish and chips arrived, I ate, paid and made myself scarce. The moral of the story? Dont go to Denny's after midnight....thats when the crazy white people come out. But if you have no choice, get it to go.