I had to pull off a job on a black anniversary one night it may have been MLK’s shooting anniversary, anyway the low income blacks were in a mood.
The street didn’t have lighting and every time I entered the apartment one of the guys would stand by the door and quietly say “I’m going to kill you” but the real problem is that I didn’t like leaving my tools in the apartment every time I had to go to my truck which was in the dark and a small but growing group of strangers were gathering around it and muttering as though they were trying to get up the courage for something or at least to break into my work van, finally I called the black landlord and told him I couldn’t risk all my tools like this and that he was going to have to wait until the next day when the cover of night was gone.
I experienced this same thing in a shopping mall in downtown Denver a couple decades ago. A couple random (black) dudes following me around saying things like this. I think it was just a game, to see if the could get me to "crack" or respond somehow.
It was the only time I ever went to Denver. It was for a job interview. I actually got the job offer, but all else being equal, this tipped the scale in the "Thanks but Not Interested" direction.