What A Dummkopf
(I have fractured my wrist. I’m at the ER, getting an x-ray. The x-ray technician is trying to strike up a conversation.)
Tech: “You have an accent! Where are you from?”
(I have a slight accent, although I was born in the US.)
Me: “Oh, well, I was born in the US—”
Tech: “I mean, what nationality are you?”
Me: “I’m a quarter French, a quarter German—”
Tech: “German?”
Me: “Yes?”
Tech: “What’s that?”
Me: “German? Like Germany?”
Tech: *confused look* “I’ve never heard of Germany, ever. I’m going to have to look this up later!” *laughs*
(Needless to say, I was concerned with how he was working in a hospital.)