Living in Portland I have been asked the following many times:
“What are you?”
“Where you from?”
(most recently standing in line at a coffee shop and a random woman turns to me) “I just bought this from etsy but it has a label I can’t read, I think it’s Chinese, can you look at it?” My reply, “No.”
(comments have been mostly) “Asian women have perfect nipples.”
Living in Eugene:
(kids in a car driving by more than once) “Chink!”
One woman bowed at me like I’m some sorta monk as she walked by with her Prana yoga outfit and carried her Hugger Mugger yoga mat.
(barista at a coffee shop speaking slowly) “Can…I…help… you?” and points at me as if I may not understand english.
(in line at the cafe in school from a prof) “You must be one of the international LLM students.” My reply, “No.” And made it a VERY decisive attempt to not take any class with that teacher.
I’m getting real sick of this shit…
An Open Letter to the Woman Who Told My Family to Go Back to China