I would be perfectly justified in slapping my boss.
Boss: Hey there – what ya eating for lunch, bean pie?
Me: *Looking down incredulously at what is very obviously okra and tomatoes over rice and a slice of cornbread*
“Umm, nope just some succotash and cornbread.”
Boss: “Oh, well with your Muslim hair and all. You know, every day is a bad hair day for you . . . ”
I just turned and walked away. And he, of course, followed.
Boss: “So, you’re Muslim right. That’s a political statement. Your hair I mean.”
Nerd Girl: “I’m Christian. It’s just hair. Unpermed, how it comes out of my scalp, what God gave me, regular black people hair. No statement other than I don’t perm my hair.”
Boss: “Oh. Well, I guess I’m having a bad hair day myself. Shouldn’t talk should I?”