So today after work I went to my local Hallmark store to pick up some graduation cards (and also found something that I thought my mom would really like for part of her Mother's Day gift). The woman who rang up my purchases used to work at the same supermarket that I did (I worked in the Deli, she in the Bakery) for years. In fact, we discussed this coincidence a while back while I was shopping there. Today, we made some small talk about my purchases, my pregnancy, etc. As I was leaving, I tossed her a "See you later!"
Her reply: "Yeah - in church!"
OK. We do not attend church together. But I'm guessing... that maybe she goes to church with some other pregnant Asian woman? Or maybe because she sees me so infrequently she couldn't remember where she knew me from, so that was her guess. I should probably give her the benefit of the doubt, but it's just that people are always mistaking me for "that other Asian girl." I smiled and left without bothering to correct her.
And I've seen a few other Asian women in town (there are not many around here). One I know personally and have been mistaken for, despite the fact that we look NOTHING alike. I don't look like ANY of them. (Or do I?)
A few months ago a man at my company mistook me for a 22-year-old Vietnamese woman who works in the same building. I didn't know him, yet when he would see me he would pat me on the back and ask me how I was doing. It was not until the third time he approached me and called me by her name that I finally realized what the sitch was. Actually, I knew what the sitch was; I just was wondering
who he was mistaking me for. (Though being 35, it didn't hurt my ego that he mistook me for a 22-year-old!)
It's like an episode on
The Office where Michael Scott starts dating a Benihana waitress and invites her to a party. She brings a friend, and it totally throws him for a loop. He ends up drawing on her arm with a marker (without her knowing it) so he can tell the two apart.
Perhaps I should get something tatooed on my forehead.
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