The black engineer at work who was always the diversity rep one day asked me if I wanted to be the diversity rep for the next year. I looked at him and said nothing. I’m not sure what my body language said, though. He collapsed in laughter, holding his side as tears ran down his cheeks. Then he went off to tell his buddies about the incident. Apparently they thought it was equally hilarious.
Hindsight is always 20/20, but one response might have been that diversity reps tend to be dems rather than reps.
That look probably said to him, “Well, to tell a family secret, my Grandmother was a Dutch”.