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Here’s a story about my grandfather, and his darn prejudice ways. Alright my grandfather came to town, he lives in pierre. We went out to lunch at a nice restraunt, where the waiter was Colored. The waiter seemed like a nice guy, but he made a huge mistake when he spilt a glass of water on my grandpa’s lap. They looked at each other and the waiter immediatly began to apoligize. Then grandpa went off and said get me the F****** manager you stupid N*****. After we left we had a long talk about how I shouldnt trust them coloreds. I  dont feel that way at all I have no problem with people of a differnet color. I was shocked and embarressed ,when the prejudice side of my grandfather came out.