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	<title>The Clam Rampant &#187; Pride and Prejudice</title>
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		<title>Ugh.</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 23 Apr 2007 20:04:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[One of my job duties is managing our alumni travel program. Our director picks 10 &#8211; 15 tours we&#8217;re going to sponsor, and we advertise them with their nifty group-travel rates to our alumni and friends. It&#8217;s one of the benefits of alumni association membership.
A couple of years ago, just a few months after I&#8217;d [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>One of my job duties is managing our alumni travel program. Our director picks 10 &#8211; 15 tours we&#8217;re going to sponsor, and we advertise them with their nifty group-travel rates to our alumni and friends. It&#8217;s one of the benefits of alumni association membership.</p>
<p>A couple of years ago, just a few months after I&#8217;d started working here, I had a woman reserve for a tour who didn&#8217;t have a roommate. That&#8217;s not uncommon. However, since the prices are based on double occupancy, a single traveler either needs to get matched with another single traveler (same gender only) or pay a single supplement, which in my experience ranges from $300 &#8211; $800 on top of the tour price.</p>
<p>Some people prefer to travel singly. A lot of others don&#8217;t want to pay the single supplement. I&#8217;m not bothered by either preference &#8211; just tell me what you want, and I&#8217;ll do my best to accommodate.</p>
<p>Anyway, so a couple of years ago this woman wanted a roommate. We had another single female traveler who hadn&#8217;t specifically requested being matched, so I said I&#8217;d call her and see if she was willing to consider it. Like I said, some people <em>really</em> don&#8217;t want a roommate.</p>
<p>When I called the second woman, a dear little 80-something, she listened very carefully to my explanation of why I was calling, and then said:</p>
<p>&#8220;Well, you can certainly give her my phone number, and I&#8217;m willing to room with her, but <strong>just make sure she knows that I&#8217;m black!</strong>&#8221; She went on to explain that she travels to have fun and enjoy herself, and she didn&#8217;t want things to be awkward by sharing with someone who was uncomfortable with her.</p>
<p>While I was pretty sure that the other woman wouldn&#8217;t mind &#8211; partly because I was pretty sure the other woman was black too &#8211; I agreed to pass on the message and hung up. I called the first woman, and told her (through significant embarrassment and as tactfully as I could muster) what I had been instructed to tell her. She seemed surprised, but said that she was black too, and it wouldn&#8217;t be a problem.</p>
<p>More than being embarrassed, I was profoundly sad for that 80-something woman. I was so sad to think of what she must have experienced in her life. At the same time I had to respect her for being so straightforward and no-nonsense about it &#8211; she knew that there were probably still people who would be bothered by sharing a room with someone of another race, and while she no doubt didn&#8217;t like it, she was not going to let it bother her. She just didn&#8217;t want it to ruin her trip.</p>
<p>Fast-forward to today, when I received a reservation for one of our tours with a request for a roommate. I had spoken with the woman (let&#8217;s call her Mrs. X) on the phone last week, and she <strong><em>really</em></strong> wanted a roommate. I checked the list and told her that she was in luck; that there was another single woman (Mrs. Y) traveling who had requested a roommate, and that as soon as I received Mrs. X&#8217;s reservation I would call Mrs. Y and get her permission to give Mrs. X her name and phone number so they could talk to each other and decide if they wanted to room together.</p>
<p>So I spoke with Mrs. Y today, and she was as sweet as could be. She agreed to my giving out her contact information, and we hung up so I could call Mrs. X.</p>
<p>Mrs. X wrote down the name and phone number, and then said:</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>{insert pregnant pause}</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m not <em>prejudiced</em> or anything, <strong><em>BUT&#8230;</em></strong></p>
<p>&#8220;She&#8217;s not <em>black</em>, is she?&#8221;</p>
<p>{Oh, horror! Perish the thought!}</p>
<p>&#8220;&#8230;I just notice that it&#8217;s a <em>Detroit</em> number&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p>So I, taking a deep breath and reminding myself that Mrs. X, just as much as Mrs. Y, is a dearly beloved child of God and was created in His image and likeness, and mustering as much self-control and professionalism as I could, said:</p>
<p>&#8220;Actually, I think she might be.&#8221;</p>
<p>{I did refrain from adding <em>&#8220;But since you&#8217;re not prejudiced, that&#8217;s not an issue, right?&#8221;}</em></p>
<p>Silence.</p>
<p>&#8220;Well&#8230;&#8221; said Mrs. X, &#8220;I suppose it can&#8217;t hurt to call her&#8230;&#8221; {with a very dubious tone}</p>
<p>At first I wasn&#8217;t sure <em>what</em> to pray for. Now I think I know.</p>
<p>Lord, please help me to not judge Mrs. X by the phone conversation we had. Grant that she may call Mrs. Y , be courteous to her, and be moved by Mrs. Y&#8217;s kindness. May she judge Mrs. Y not by the color of her skin or by her area code, but by her gentle spirit and love. Above all, I pray that she not hurt Mrs. Y by telling her about her misgivings. And I pray that you will give Mrs. Y, and me, the grace to represent you lovingly and selflessly to Mrs. X and anyone else we encounter. This I ask, through Christ our Lord. Amen.</p>
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