If this New York coupleâs story is true (itâs totally true because you already know we canât have anything nice), then add proposing in a scenic location to the list of things we canât do while black.
According to NBC News, on Sunday, Cathy-Marie Hamlet said her now-fiancĂ©, Clyde Jackson, left New York City to head to Walden, N.Y., to celebrate Jacksonâs birthday at the Angry Orchard farm. What Hamlet didnât know was that Jackson had planned on proposing and what she really didnât know was that some overzealous and possibly racial-profiling security guards were going to try their damnedest to fuck it all up.
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In a lengthy Facebook post, Hamlet explained that shortly after arriving at the farm, the couple sat at a table near the orchardâs gift shop. A female security guard walked over and accused Jackson of stealing a t-shirt. She also asked to check his back pocket because of course, a t-shirt could fit in a back pocket. (To be fair, this t-shirt couldâve been a half shirt with no sleeves and no collar and it couldâve been made to fit the worldâs smallest stuffed animal.)
Instead of telling the woman to fuck off, Jackson obliged.
âMy boyfriend then emptied all of his pockets, while still trying to keep the ring box hidden from my sight,â Hamlet told NBC News. âShe then walked away, and my boyfriend and I sat down at the table and he began his proposal speech.â
This woman, this guarder of infant-sized half shirts for stuffed animals, just wouldnât let it die.
âShe came back over to us and said, âNow I need to search your purse,ââ Hamlet said. âMy bag was small and I couldnât have fit a T-shirt in it, but I emptied the contents of my purse anyway.â
Hamlet, now realizing that these interruptions had gone from being a nuisance to possibly something a bit more sinister asked the woman why she kept asking them about a missing stuffed-animal thot shirt.
âI told her that I knew she was just doing her job, but I couldnât help but wonder if she kept coming up to us because weâre black,â Hamlet said. âWe were the only black people there, besides three of the friends who came along with us.â
The security guarder of the smallest shirts sold at the orchard denied approaching them because they were black and returned to the store.
Finally, with the security guard away from them, Jackson was able to propose and Hamlet accepted. All of their friends began celebrating.
And then, the security guard returned.
âShe said, âIâm sorry, I didnât realize you were all part of the same party. I have to check all of your purses and pockets,ââ Hamlet said. âAt this point, five other security guards came over.
âI felt humiliated, especially after one of my white friends made a point of asking them to check her bag for the T-shirt, but they refused to do so,â Hamlet said.
So letâs take a step back, shall we, just to process everything that has happened:
Black couple and friends drive out to an orchard for a day of fun and surprise proposal. White security guard believes that they have stolen a t-shirt, which must be so small that it could fit in a manâs back pocket or a womanâs tiny purse. After proving that they didnât have the t-shirt, the white security officer wonât let it go and then approaches with a crew to ask that the guests of the couple also be searched except for the white friend because…well…Trumpâs America (âTrumpâs Americaâ is the phrase I use when I canât explain something that feels really racist but I donât want to go to writer jail for calling someone racist when I donât know if they are, in fact, racist.)
Feels mad racist-y.
NBC News notes that one security guard told another to call their cousins, aka the police, and thatâs when Hamlet knew that they needed to get out of there and not because they stole a baby-sized tube top but because the police were coming and we all know how that could end.
âIt started to get confrontational and I wasnât interested in waiting around for the police because we didnât know what would happen,â Hamlet told NBC News.
Hamlet added that the security guards took photos of the group and their license plates because the toddler dickie was made of Gucci diamonds soaked in Yves Saint Laurent caviar, unicorn fur and ancient fairy tears.
Taylor Roy, a senior communications specialist at Boston Beer Company, which owns Angry Orchards, told NBC News that they reached out to the couple âto try to make things right and prevent something like this from happening again.â
Roy said that although the interaction was âbased on what the security guards thought was a credible claim, it was mishandled,â and the company will be conducting additional training for its staff.
And this is where a white womanâs word means more than an empty back pocket and a purse too small to house a t-shirt. At this point, I wouldnât be surprised if the guard went to her bosses and argued that the couple were magicians.
Hamlet left the orchard crying, and not because she was engaged.
âIf you donât want black people buying your product or frequenting your establishment, then maybe put a sign on the door so that we know we are not welcome,â she wrote directly to the orchard in her Facebook missive. âI love hard cider, but Angry Orchard will never touch these lips again.â
Hamlet said what was supposed to be a joyous occasion was ruined.
âI feel confused and conflicted over what to do now and how to move forward, that one of the happiest moments of my life could be partially overshadowed like this,â Hamlet told NBC News. âItâs sad that in 2019 we still need to have these conversations.â
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