What’s worse than sharing a racist joke with someone - a very bad racist joke at that – and have that person tell you quite seriously that her blood line from her mom’s side includes the race you were slurring?
Realizing that she was pulling your leg! And that the joke was on you.
What makes it worse?
Spending a fair amount of time trying to cover up that “Oh Shit!” moment. To realize it has all been in vain.
I will get you next time my friend. You know who you are.