The way things have been going, I knew it would come to this!
Today, I was asked to produce my Driver’s License to finalize a transaction at a business establishment in Las Vegas.
The Latino employee scanned my I.D.
“Hoo-li-an,” she quizzed with a thick accent.
In spite of the fact it should have been obvious from my lily-white skin and responses in perfect English - that I am a “Julian” - she chose to take a stab at the Spanish pronunciation instead.
Is it my imagination, or do I have a sudden urge to cross the border illegally now?
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