It’s true. I have proof.

On Saturday we went to an Easter event. It was held at the indoor playground, staffed mostly by teenagers and young adults.  We go there a lot, the kids are all nice and respectful. That’s why I was shocked and amused when I heard one of the young men make this announcement over the loudspeaker:

“Attention ladies and gentlemen. We have a young black lady…in a purple shirt who is looking for her parents.”

His words, not mine. A young black lady. Not only is it not the politically correct description, it’s not even a good description.

A few minutes later (I think, I lose track of time when I’m laughing and making fun of teenage boys) one of the young women who works there came on the speaker and made this announcement:

“Attention ladies and gentlemen. We have a four-year-old girl named Lilly at the desk. She is wearing a white dress with purple polka dots and a purple cardigan and has lost her parents.”

I rest my case.