I do not Condone

I have been doing billing training at a shipping company. Nothing to write home about, good praticum...till--

There was an incident, where I was sitting at the desk, it was lunch time for the employees. Not an employee so I sat working on the task at hand.

Tech comes out of his office and salutes his co-worker, his co-worker/friend returns gesture and responds with the hail hitler salute.

I sat frozen.
I starred at them as they laughed.

The left, and that's when I said to myself "did that really just happen?"

Current political climate aside, I tried to rationalize how that could be funny to them, or anyone.

Comediens have done things of that nature before,
But their comediens and usually, and always have a moral punchline to the humor.

Mel Brooks, did so often, but he has the right to do so. He's a genius and in a position to make light of tryants.

John Cleese did so on Fawlty Towers, but the premise was his character had a severe brain injury, only becoming worse throughout the episode. Meaning you would have to be a moron to do goosesteps and the like.

Now to the morality of having just witnessed what I saw, and the disgust.
I had an great Uncle die fighting Nazi's in WW2, he would never see the birth of his Son, and the joy of his grandchildren.
A close family friend, known me my entire life, consider her family by all accounts; is a German by birth, she was born durning that time, and she lost a great deal of relatives to the Nazi's, including her father.

Then there's the millions of lives lost. Millions of moments lost.

I felt disgusted by that gesture of two people and the laughter that followed.

Now to my story update today.
My supervisor was to speak by conference with their supervisor over the issue. I was nervous to come in, knowing this, as the two employees work in very close proximity to me.

I informed my supervisor, he was very understanding, till...."you are putting me and so/so in a very difficult position"

I responded that I understood, which meant my practicum could and most likely end.

I continued: but my nerves have gotten the best of me knowing the conversation that will take place. And I do not feel comfortable being there with someone who is open and comfortable in displaying racist gestures.

I've been in environments, where I've dealt with people who look down on me for my gender, my age, or my anxiety. But this was the first time I have encountered anything race related. And it wasn't directed at me, hell I don't even think they know I'm a person of colour. (First Nations yo)

It took me two days to finally build the courage to say something. Two days. Because I didn't know how to approach the subject with a trainer.
I know I was risking something, but for two days it sat inside me festering.

I wasn't angry, I wasn't confused....I was upset, sad....and felt pity.

My Mother summed up the individuals who acted as they did as: "idiots, no brain between them to share."

So here I sit, waiting to here if I complete my training.
I'm not upset if i can't. My only shock will be from knowing that nothing was done further or said regarding the individuals in question.