Yea... so when coworkers totally act like gits... I reach for my head phones and mutter, under my breath... "white people!" and remember a scene from the Woopie G movie "burglar" with Bob Goldthwait and I smile. So coworker dude... "Look... you're a white people so stop with that comment!" Me: "um... no. But thanks for sharing..." Dude: "what? are you a native?" Me: "look... you know how a child of a mixed marriage is called mulatto?" Dude: "oh... yeah..." (starts to look a bit meek about calling me on this...) Me: "Yeah, well my great grandfather was italian... so I'm a gelato." White people... sheesh. Oh please... no, I'm half irish and half hungarian...