An Irish Guy Walks Into A Bar

A few weeks ago I went out to eat at the Olive Garden with a group of friends. Well, my great grandmother was born in Italy and her maiden name ended in an "O" so obviously I'm Italian. Boy did the, "Hey Nicci's Italian," jokes fly that night. I'm also Irish so if we ever go to O'Charley's I am so screwed. Ethnic jokes are completely about stereotypes and to be honest that's why they are funny. Everyone "gets" the stereotype. HaHa Irish people drink a lot. HaHa Mexican people can run fast. HaHa every Italian has a big nose and is in the mob. Don't get me wrong the jokes don't bother me and I know my friends mean no harm. They have never crossed the line and called me a racially derogatory name or anything like that (nor would I ever say anything like that to them). Plus I can take it but I can also dish it out. My best friend is Mexican (so if we ever go to Taco Bell she's going to get some serious payback for the Olive Garden mark my words) anyway she's Mexican and she's short so I call her the Wee Mexican. Now don't get insulted she calls me the Wee Italian so it's all good. It's all among friends all among friends. I think that as long as people don't get insulting or seriously disrespectful it's fine but at least make sure it's a mutual feeling and a good friend. Racism is a horrible thing.