Wrong Table

I was out to eat dinner on Main St. and when my food came, it was taken to another table. Sure, mistakes happen. But the embarrassing microaggression occurred because my food was taken to the table of the only other person of color from my same racialized group in the small restaurant at the time. We were not together. We don’t know each other. The assumption was a clear lumping together of brown people as probably together because that’s how few brown people there are here. So, we must be together and they need not be burdened with distinguishing between two separate individuals who appear to be of the same racialized ethnic group. This incident is akin to the old racist attitude that goes something like this: all people from X group look/are the same.