That bus stop moment when you catch a quick glance at a brown face and words on a Korean teenager's shirt. You close your eyes and say a quick prayer. "God, please don't make me lose my job today. I only have five more loan payments. Please don't let that shirt say "#1 N@GGA" or "I❤N@GGAS" or "N@GGAS!❤N@GGAS!❤N@GGAS!❤" or "Dis my favorite N@GGA" or "I love chocolate, kimchi & N@GGAS". Opened my eyes, read the shirt with a sigh of relief. Whew! I get to keep my job today, thank you, God.