When I lived in Hollywood we used to go to the Von’s Market on Sunset. Then we went there one week and it had been renamed “Rons”. The clerks were all Armenians and were very rude and made it clear that they didn’t want any Anglos there. We never went again.
My landlord was an Iraqi who had come to the US with his family. He made a big point that they were NOT Armenians but were Assyrian Christians. A BIG point. LOL. They hated getting lumped in with welfare cheats.
Though that family did introduce us to the wonderful Mideast pastries they cooked up at Christmas time. Really wonderful.
I’ve been treated rudely be them, as well. I went to the Post Office recently and some Armenians were customers ahead of me. The postal employee, an older white man who looked about retirement age, was still visibly upset when I reached him. He began to vent to me about how awful Armenian customers are. According to him, when they have a receipt to pick a package up at the post office, they refuse to wait in line like everybody else. They will simply walk in, hold the receipt high, and give it an arrogant little shake, with a sneer on their faces, to say, “Bring me my package now, servants, I’m not waiting in line.” The guy was fit to be tied, said it happens all the time.