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Thursday we had a congress and since the company I do my internship at is among the organizers I got to go for free. Yay! Cool speakers, amazingly luxury food and even a cool certificate by the end. The topic was multiculturalism in mental health care, so interesting too.
One of the workshops was given by my direct boss and one of the other psychologists from my division and of course I got planned in with them. So basically we were talking about the differences between how an 11 year old Moroccan boy might see my white, male boss and Moroccan, female colleague.
One of the workshops was given by my direct boss and one of the other psychologists from my division and of course I got planned in with them. So basically we were talking about the differences between how an 11 year old Moroccan boy might see my white, male boss and Moroccan, female colleague.
Yeah. And of course I have to be the one to come out and say "White, older, man". The whole room was in stitches. He turned right red. And my mouth, without consulting my brain, decided to dig the grave a little deeper and tell him; "Well, you're not twenty anymore..."
embarrassed
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