Porsche, Audi,
Volkswagen
By Kimberly Harris,
M.Ed.
www.DistinctiveVoiceConsulting.com
It was the fall of 2021 when I
visited my car dealership to pick up a part that I’d ordered. I rushed in after
work to catch the parts department before they closed. I was in a good mood
because fall is my favorite season and there was sunshine in the Pacific
Northwest. When I entered the service department, there were three customer
service desks, one for each car brand. As I turned the corner of the service
department, I found myself face to face with a young white woman who stood to
attention when she saw me. She asked me if I was there for Volkswagen service.
I replied “no,” that I was there to pick up a part from the parts department. Suddenly
I felt it: that sting of a thinly veiled instance of racism, a put down, being
made to feel less than. I brushed away the feeling, as many people from historically
marginalized groups in the United States do daily, and proceeded to pick up my
part. As I waited for the young man to retrieve my item I couldn’t shake the
feeling of why the woman assumed I was there for service for the least
expensive car that the dealership sold. Was she a history major that understood
systemic racism and how marginalized people in the United States have been
systemically discriminated against that created financial oppression? Did most
people of color she saw on a day to day basis go there for Volkswagen service?
Or did I look like a Volkswagen owner? If so, what does a Volkswagen owner look
like? I had a sinking feeling of being stereotyped and it hurt. I then realized
that I was a victim of a micro-aggression. A micro-aggression, according to
Kevin Nadal, a professor of psychology at John Jay College of Criminal Justice,
is “defined as the everyday, subtle, intentional — and oftentimes unintentional
— interactions or behaviors that communicate some sort of bias toward
historically marginalized groups.” And let’s be clear here. There is nothing
wrong with owning a Volkswagen. My very first car was a Volkswagen and I loved
it. The problem here is the assumption that I could not have been at the
dealership for service for one of the more expensive cars. Why couldn’t I have
been there for Porsche or Audi service? I didn’t have an, “I love Volkswagens”
shirt on, or a Volkswagen button or a baseball cap, so there was no external
concrete reason why this employee could have made her assumption. And this doesn’t
just happen to me. Oprah had this experience in Zurich when a store clerk would
not show her a handbag because the clerk thought it was too expensive for her https://www.cnn.com/2013/08/09/world/oprah-winfrey-racism-switzerland/index.html
As a person of color I had a choice
to make: one, do I want to let this slide and forget about it, or two, do I
want to use this opportunity to share with this person how her subtle act made
me feel. In the end I decided as an equity, diversity and inclusivity educator,
I would chose to educate. And let’s be clear, no person from a marginalized
group bears any burden to educate anyone from the dominant group unless they chose
to. It is not the minority person’s burden to educate the dominant culture,
though I do so professionally because I believe it is my calling. Similarly,
it is not the responsibility of a person with a disability to educate an
able-bodied person about their disability. Nor does an immigrant to the U.S.
have to explain to a U.S. born citizen how they were able to immigrate to
America. In my circumstance, I chose to educate because I wanted this young
woman to be aware of her behavior. I chose to educate because I wanted to make
her aware of her assumption. I chose to educate because I wanted her to be
aware so that she doesn’t sterotype others like she did me.
I completed my transaction and
headed towards the desk where I saw the young woman earlier and to my
disappointment she wasn’t there. Her desk was clear and it appeared that she
had gone home for the day. “A missed opportunity,” I thought. I made one last
effort to give her the benefit of the doubt and inquired of another employee if
the woman who asked me if I was there for Volkswagen service worked at the
Volkswagen service desk. If she did, this would explain her enthusiasm to help
me with Volkswagen and I could put this whole incident to rest. But alas, my
effort to unburden her of being a micro-aggressor was squashed as her co-worker
told me she did not work for Volkswagen. With my micro-aggression confirmed, I
shook my head, swallowed my pain, and stuffed it in the “oppressive
experiences” box in my head to write about it in a cathartic way today. I
wasn’t able to educate a soul that day so I will save it for another day,
maybe.
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