So the whitemen here are a female perfume seller in a mall and her supervisor. They are true Yankees, a Yankee being someone who rode the Mayflower to New England and has been there ever since. King Arthur is a professor from a foreign country.
King Arthur: One bottle of Hermes perfume, please.
Whiteman: You can’t afford that.
K.A.: Excuse me?
Whiteman: You can’t afford that.
K.A.: May I see your supervisor?
Whiteman: Isn’t necessary.
K.A.: I insist.
Whiteman Redux: You can’t afford that.
…
Security Guard: I think you should let him buy that.
Whitemen: He can’t afford it.
Security Guard: He is paying with American Express.
Whitemen: The card is stolen, or counterfeit.
Security Guard: Run it through. He has identification.
Whitemen: Let us see his driver’s license.
Security Guard: His identification is a passport.
…
Whiteman Redux (examining passport): Oh. Oh, oh, oh. Sir. I am so sorry. I thought you were Mexican. Please forgive me. Please continue to shop at our store.
K.A. (to Security Guard): Thank you for helping me to buy my mother’s birthday present. I must ask you one more favor. Can you tell me how one goes about filing a complaint for racism in this mall?
Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 
Gawd, I’ve heard versions of this story before. ?fuiste testigo presencial?
King Arthur, ha!
No, me dijeron. Esto tuvo lugar en Connecticut. Mejor hubiera dicho Felipe II.
There is something very eerie and ironic about being mistreated and then apologized to afterwards. Good for King Arthur.
Yes – they do it to African-Americans in Brazil (and yet they don’t think they’re racist there).
When I was younger they would do it to me at the library and then say they were sorry, they thought I was a student.