A brief sojourn through my head:
(Scene: I have just toasted my pop tarts in the work kitchen and am traveling back to my cubicle. A coworker passes me in the hallway, and I smile a greeting. She assesses my breakfast unsmilingly and continues past without acknowledging my friendly approach. The following dialog takes place in my head in the next twenty feet.)
Grim Coworker: We don't smile here. We're professionals, not emoticons. Smiling is for...for...yellow people.
EEO Director: ...Yellow people?
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