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.)