You're getting a new name, whether or not you like it

One day I was called by a completely different name. Like, 12 times. 


My own name is single syllable and comes in a whopping three letters. Yeah, such a challenging name to remember.



Yet there I was in the pharmacy, and the counter assistant had assigned me a new one. I had a funny feeling she confused me for someone else.



So I spent the whole day as a new person. Huzzah, a new name free of charge. I didn't even have to the paperwork.



At lunch time, she asked me if I eat a lot of sushi.



My word, what a stupid question. Yes, because all asians are japanese people and the cuisine of the Far East consists of nothing but sushi.



Yeah, my suspicions were confirmed with that single question. All Asians look the same, apparently.

Fail.


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