There's just too many funny incidents at my workplace I cannot possibly list them all here.
But what's weird today is that another Bangla worker (yup, there are THAT many Bangla workers) asked me this before I clocked out from work.
This meaning :
Kak, balik ar? (Now there are 2 things I don't understand. First of all, isn't it obvious I'm going home since I'm clocking out? Secondly, I have no idea why on earth he adressed me as a KAK)
*Nods head and smiles*
Papa Chinese?
I was all HUH??
Papa you Chinese?
Then I nodded again, this time with a fake smile because I felt quite annoyed.
DO I NOT LOOK LIKE A CHINESE TO YOU?!?
Speaking of which, there was one time when my friend lied to another friend of ours saying that I'm actually Vietnamese and I own the Vietnamese Kitchen at Taipan. And that 'genius' friend actually bought that joke! Omg.
Somebody please help me look more Chinese-y. I thought my small sepet eyes can already prove that I'm a 100% Chinese. [No offense to any Vietnamese reading this.]
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