Haha, yeah, this was his idea of pleasant small-talk, it wasn't part of the donation process.

SAME HERE. :)

GET READY FOR OIL TO SPURT FROM MY VEINS INSTEAD OF THE BLOOD YOU EXPECTED!

I am interested in my ancestry.

Accurate.

"Wait, what???? I AM NOT WHITE??? AS IF SOCIETY HAS NOT ALREADY GONE WAY OUT OF ITS WAY TO REMIND ME???"

Just like many other things, there are respectful and appropriate ways and times for that kind of curiosity, but it would be nice if people took a second to think about what it's like to be questioned (possibly all the freaking time) as though you are a specimen.

Heh.

And where in the hell does that concept come from, anyway? Why does whiteness get a monopoly on being automatically perceived as American?

...how did you know???

INDEED.

UGH, yes, I can't stand the "what are you" question!

True enough!

Yes, that's definitely a huge concern. Excellent point.

Ugh, good point.

The fourteen-year-old boy who would have grown up to be my mother's great uncle died from drinking unpasteurized milk. So I'm not a fan of totally dismissing the benefits of regulating milk.

Do not forget the rainbow version:

Having survived on mostly just my mother's administrative salary in a very high cost of living area for most of my life, I challenge the idea that only upper middle class white girls have even heard about, much less owned these dolls.

Zing!

I also cringed at the errant apostrophe.

Yes, I would like to boost this post because this is important.