So I think I will begin will a particularly funny--infuriating-- exchange I had with a patron.
I do consider myself Native American, since I'm a fairly large chunk.
Patron: Where would books about the Mayans be?
Me: I can look up the call number, but you can also look on the new book display, we just got a new collection of Native American books. (I start looking up call number)
P: No, Mayans, the Maya, from Mexico.
M: Yes, I understand, I think there is at least one in the Native American books we got in.
P: (Loudly and sarcastically) No, MAYANS, from Mexico, not Native Americans, MAYANS.
M:.... (are you fucking kidding me????)
P:....
M:... (realizing he is not joking, nostrils start to flare)
Thankfully my coworker jumped in a walked him over to the section in non-fiction before I jumped over the counter and beat some sense into him with an atlas.
Moral of the story:
Mexico is in North America, and therefore indigenous people would, in fact, be called Native Americans. Dumb ass....
Even those in South AMERICA would be Native Americans, jeebus, what a crazy world we live in.
Oh, I should probably mention before we pursue this relationship any farther that I have the vocabulary of a well educated sailor, so if you have sensitivity to foul language or graphic content, SUCK IT UP BUTTERCUP...
Bye!
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