(via How Not To Hit On An Asian Girl [VIDEO])
Hilarity, because I can imagine this happening.
However, growing up in Perth in the 90s, the only such comments I had growing up were witticisms such as “Go back to China, you chink.”.
In the 00s, when people had developed a bit, this was nicely balanced by older, slightly overweight western otaku with no sense of personal space or hygiene, mistaking me for Japanese and talking to me as though I don’t speak English.
Best exchange I’ve ever had:
Otaku: You speak English really well!
Me: I should hope so. I’ve only lived here since I was five, and completed my primary, secondary and tertiary education here.
Otaku: Oh. You’re local then.
Me: Yes.
The speed at which he fled to find a more ‘foreign’ Asian was almost insulting. That is, if he wasn’t old, fat, unkempt and stinky.
