24/09/2026
The first time I experienced rac*sm was in England.
I came to the UK as an MBA student, so I was quite documented. 😂
One day I was sitting on a bus when someone said:
“Go home.”
This was way before the whole Brexit saga.
I asked him, “Why do you want me to go back home?”
He said, “Because you immigrants are taking our jobs.”
At the time, I was just a student working part-time in a restaurant kitchen.
So I asked him:
“Which job did I take from you?”
Luckily, it was summer and the restaurant needed more waiters and kitchen assistants.
So I told him, “Actually, I could speak to my boss and put in a word for you. We need people.”
He looked at me and said:
“Why would I want to work in a restaurant serving people or washing dishes?”
And I thought to myself…
Wait. So how exactly did I take your job? 😂
This experience taught me something.
Sometimes when people talk about “immigrants”, they put a very large group of very different people into one box.
Student. Doctor. Nurse. Engineer. Cleaner. Driver. Business owner. Refugee. Skilled worker.
Documented or undocumented.
Different stories, different reasons for being there, different contributions.
And sometimes we forget just how much of everyday life depends on people from different backgrounds doing different jobs.
Think about the food you order.
The doctor or nurse working when you need them.
The taxi driver picking you up from the airport at midnight.
The Foodora guy delivering your food for 180 kr an hour while it’s raining and you have decided that cooking is no longer your calling. 😂
The person waking up at 4am to clean the streets or clear the snow.
The teachers at school.
The people working in kindergartens so parents can go to work.
The people working in restaurants, hotels, construction, transport, healthcare and countless other places.
You don’t have to agree with every immigration policy.
But sometimes it’s worth looking around and asking:
How many of the people helping to keep my everyday life running are immigrants?
And then there is the funny part.
You spend all year living comfortably in your country, then summer comes and you travel somewhere else.
You sit on a beautiful beach, enjoying the sun…
…and imagine a local person walks over and says:
“Go home. You foreigners are taking our jobs.” 🧐
Suddenly the holiday doesn’t feel quite as welcoming anymore. 😂
Yeah…
I know it’s not funny.
But sometimes, you just need to sit on the other side of the conversation to understand it.
Right? 🤔🤔🇳🇬🇳🇴