Not long ago, I was driving home and passed by a construction crew working in the front yard of a neighborhood home. Six of the crewmen stood in the yard. Five were white. One was black.
Here’s the thought that arose in my mind as I drove by:
“That black guy isn’t in charge.”
I am not proud of this thought. Ashamed, actually. But I am not surprised. Sadly, I have seen such thoughts in my mind before.
Sure, you might say, it could have been the man’s body language. Or dress. Or the fact there are so few African-American contractors in this city.
