These 29 People Regret Accidental Racist Moments


I had a black friend and when I was younger, I would refer to the peach color in pencil crayons as “skin color” because that was the color of MY skin. Anyways, we were coloring and I asked him for “skin color’ and he handed me a brown crayon. I laughed and said he was “silly”. He then understood and felt sad. I however, didn’t notice until a year later.


After a night of drinking, I was standing in a circle with some friends and we were all sharing the last cigarette. One of my friends was this black gang banger. When the cigarette was passed to me, in a drunken stupor I said “Who’s been n*gger-lipping this?” The group went silent and I realized what I said. My friend turned to me and said, “You’re lucky you’re my boy.”


I was busy making dinner while my wife was cleaning the kitchen. She threw the rice in the boiling water while I was busy with something else. A few minutes later she asked, “Is the rice done?” I said, “Wouldn’t you know?” (As in, you put it in, didn’t you set a timer?) Only when she flew out of the room yelling how racist I was did I realize… never assume the Korean lady knows when the rice is done.


I had seen the show Roots when I was very young. Shortly after I was at the grocery store with my parents in line behind a black family. I asked my parents where the black family’s master was. I think I may have been too young to see Roots.

Written by Irvi Torremoro

Irvi Torremoro is an Austinite by way of Las Vegas. She's worked in various outlets in food & beverage and is now focused on writing, eating all the things, talking about Beyonce, and petting all the puppies. She runs, a lifestyle blog about people in the service industry.