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Anybody remember playing a game called the Assumption Game? What nobody? Ok so real quick - basically, you assume to know-it-all about a particular subject. So to win, you have to be the player with the BEST ASSUMPTIONS about why certain things happen they way they do, are the way they are,,etc. For instance, why don't psychics win the lotteries? (hmm, that's a good one...) Or Mackgurl is from the South so she loves chitterlings and pig's feet...ehhhh 



As a Black woman, I've experienced being followed in some stores  - shopping malls, jewelry stores. Annnnndddd I can admit that I've often assumed that they ASSUMED I was going to steal something. But the other day, I saw a post on social media that made me wonder about my ASSUMPTION - heck ALL of my ASSUMPTIONS! Check this out:


Wow! You mean it wasn't about them thinking this Black lady was going to steal something? This lady was, in fact, stealing a recipe?? PLOT TWIST!!! LOLBTW, did you catch the ASSUMPTION the other lady had - about black people not sharing recipes? Who knows, Mama might have been all too happy to share the recipe for chicken cutlets with her. 

Be careful in your ASSUMPTIONS of people and everyday situations...ASSUMPTIONS lead to stereotypes...stereotypes can lead to bad feelings, unfounded fears and some other really dark places. So the next time, I'm followed around in a store, I'm going to assume it's because...



Sending virtual hugs,
Mackgurl

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