Incheon Further Away From The Answer, Part 4

| Cheyenne, WY, USA | Right | January 21, 2014

(My family lives in a predominantly Caucasian town. We are half-Korean and half-Caucasian, but we were born in the US. While shopping with my sister, we are approached by an elderly lady and her younger friend.)

Elderly Customer: “Where are the cotton balls?”

Me: “I do not work for the store, but my sister and I can walk you to the display of cotton balls.”

Elderly Customer: “When did you come to the country? Your English is so good!”

(I answer with a smile, since I get asked this all the time.)

Me: “Well, actually, we were both born and raised here in this very town. Our father met our mother while he was stationed in Korea for the Air Force. We’re first-generation American on our mother’s side, but our father is from Kansas. Our family actually owns a ‘century farm’ there.”

(The elderly customer looks puzzled and her friend offers us an apology)

Customer’s Friend: “Sorry. I don’t know what is wrong with her today.”

My Sister: “It’s okay. Many people assume we aren’t American. We just correct them. It’s the nice thing to do.”

Elderly Customer: “You people are always so nice! Orientals are the nicest people, aren’t they? And you have such pretty skin and hair, too. Isn’t Chinese food the best? Those people are so nice at the restaurant, but you must know them since they’re Oriental, too!”

Customer’s Friend: *turning red* “They said they are American and they aren’t even Chinese!” *to us* “I am so sorry about all of this! Thank you for helping us find the cotton balls.”

(My sister and I smile at her and bid them both a nice day. As they walk away, the elderly customer turns back, smiles at us, and yells out with her hands open:)

Elderly Customer: “Welcome to America!”

Related:
Incheon Further Away From The Answer, Part 3
Incheon Further Away From The Answer, Part 2

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Make 2014 So

| Right | January 20, 2014

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Accentuating The Problem

, | Paris, France | Right | January 20, 2014

(My family is on vacation in Europe with a large tour group, consisting of about 40 people from Canada and the US. My sister and I are trying to order at a Parisian McDonald’s, while a middle-aged Texan woman from the same tour is waiting in the next queue over.)

Me: *in bad French* “Uh, could I have a… McChicken?”

Employee: *in French* “Sorry, what did you want?”

Me: *in French, more clearly* “Um, McChicken.”

Employee: *in French* “Ah! Of course. That’ll be [amount].”

Sister: *to me* “I think you were trying too hard to get the accent right. You sounded ridiculous.”

Me: “I didn’t think it sounded that bad… At least I tried.”

(While waiting for our food, we can’t help but overhear what’s going on in the next queue…)

Texan Customer: “Yeah, I’d like a combo number four–”

Employee: *in French* “Sorry, what?”

(The woman gives the flustered employee a death stare, then speaks loudly and slowly.)

Texan Customer: “COMBO. COOOOOMBO.”

(We left then, so I don’t know if the customer ever got her food. To this day, no one in my family ever says the word ‘combo’ without putting on an exaggerated drawl!)

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Not A Bad Penny Among Them

| Flagstaff, AZ, USA | Right | January 20, 2014

(I’m working as a cashier. I have a line of three people.)

Me: “Hi. How are you doing tonight?”

Customer #1: “Not bad, and you?”

Me: “Well, to be honest, it’s my first night, and it definitely could be going better! I just had a customer pay for her entire $25 order in dimes and nickels!”

(Customer #1 and Customer #3 wince and make sympathetic noises as I finish ringing out Customer #1. Meanwhile, Customer #2 goes absolutely white as a sheet.)

Customer #2: “I’m really, REALLY sorry. You are going to hate me.”

(Customer #2 places a $40 bottle of whiskey on the counter, and begins emptying his pockets…of pennies.)

Me: *whimpers*

(Thankfully, Customer #2 and Customer #3 helped me count!)

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Has Beef With Their Non Beef Menu

, | Chicago, IL, USA | Right | January 20, 2014

(I work in a fast food restaurant that only sells chicken sandwiches. People often jokingly ask for burgers, so I usually try to joke back with them.)

Customer: “So, I know you guys are a chicken place but can I just get a burger?”

Me: “Haha! Yeah, sure… Now, what can I get for you today?”

Customer: “A burger.”

Me: “Sir, we really only have chicken. There is a [Competitor’s store] down the street if you want a burger.”

Customer: “Seriously, though. You don’t have any burgers back there?”

Me: “I promise. It’s all chicken.”

Customer: “Fine. Can I get a fish sandwich then?”

Me: “…”

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