December 10, 2012 by meximo70
While many of my conversations in HotDish Hell are regarding my nationality, i have never been asked for my green card.
but, lo and behold, sho nuff the janitor at Angry Weigh-bionics started up this conversation with me while in the bathroom:
Janitor: so, uh, do you need a green card to work here?
me: (shaking off and flushing) a green card?
janitor: yeah, you know, to work here. I’m sure you need a green card to work here.
me: um…no, i don’t need a green card, i’m an American citizen.
janitor: oh, i thought you were chinese or puerto rican or something.
me: chinese? i’m 6’1″. and puerto rico is an American territory.
janitor: so you’re puerto rican?
me: no. i was born in Hawa’ii.
janitor: well, then you’d still need a green card wouldn’t you? to be in the United States?
me: dude, Hawa’ii is part of the United States.
janitor: i thought it was part of japan or something?
me: no…we won the war. japan lost.
janitor: well, i know that, i’m not an idiot! you just look like a gook.
me: wow, you did not just go there…
me: nevermind, go clean your toilet, karma is already at work.
Now i know how Obama feels.