Customer: “Oh, I just love your accent! Are you British?”

Me: “No, ma’am. I’m a New Zealander.”

Customer: “Are you Aussie?”

Me: “No, I’m a New Zealander.”

Customer: “Is that part of Australia?”

Me: “No. We are part of the commonwealth, though.”

Customer: “New Ziland?”

Me: “New Zealand.”

Customer: “True New Zealanders say New Ziland.”

Me: “I am from New Zealand.”

Customer: “Prove it!”

Me: “Would you like some ice-cream from the chilly bin to enjoy at your bach with the whanau? It’s a tropical five degrees outside, miss.”

Customer: “That wasn’t kiwi, that was gibberish!”

Me: “Actually, most kiwis would understand that, ma’am.”

Customer: “No way! Prove you’re a New Zealander!”

Me: *out of desperation* “Sweet! I’m beached as, bro!”

Customer: “I believe you now!”