ALMOST STABBED BY MEXICAN

So there's this old Mexican dude who lives in my shitty apt. building

He looks like Super Mario with salt and pepper hair

And everytime he sees me walking down the street he starts cussing in Spanish

And spitting on the sidewalk

Now, I grew up in California and took 3 yrs of Spanish in high school

So I know exactly what this guy is saying

I let it slide for a long time until a while back I was leaving my apt. on a Friday nite

And I saw Super Mario walking up the street towards me

As soon as he saw me, he started spitting and cussing in Spanish

So I started cussing back at him in Spanish

He got mad and began to square off with me

"Tienes problema conmigo?" I said

Meaning: do you have a problem with me?

Meanwhile, he was reaching into his back pocket to pull out something shiny

Likely a knife

So I'm ready

"Tienes problema conmigo?" I said again

"Yeah, I have a problem with you" He said

"You and your friend are always making a bunch of noise on my floor"

"What floor are you on?" I said

He goes "The 5th floor"

I go "I live on the 4th floor"

"Oh, my bad" He says

Then, puts the knife away and reaches his hand out to give me dap

And goes inside the apt. building!

I almost got stabbed by a Mexican dude 'cuz he thought all white people look the same