(no subject)
May. 10th, 2006 04:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
helen99Starbucks attendant: "Do you have a son named Michael?"
Me: Uh, no...
Starbucks attendant: That was a rather abrupt question, I realize...
Me: Not at all. Do I look like someone?
Starbucks attendant: Yes, in fact, you look like a gentleman by the name of Michael Fuentes.
Me: Wrong nationality.
Starbucks attendant: He's Hispanic and Native American.
Me (often mistaken for either one): Sorry, neither...
Good grief. I don't mind having the ethnicity wrongly identified (happens all the time). But I'm not the mother of any gentlemen. If I ever adopt, it will be an elf, not a gentleman! Gack. *coughs up hairball*.
Me: Uh, no...
Starbucks attendant: That was a rather abrupt question, I realize...
Me: Not at all. Do I look like someone?
Starbucks attendant: Yes, in fact, you look like a gentleman by the name of Michael Fuentes.
Me: Wrong nationality.
Starbucks attendant: He's Hispanic and Native American.
Me (often mistaken for either one): Sorry, neither...
Good grief. I don't mind having the ethnicity wrongly identified (happens all the time). But I'm not the mother of any gentlemen. If I ever adopt, it will be an elf, not a gentleman! Gack. *coughs up hairball*.