I could eat a footlong kimbap roll right now. It's all I crave lately.
I love the people I work with, but jeezaloo there are some crazies allowed to roam free in this world. I now have a customer I must hide from. She is a middle-aged white woman that is obsessed with my Asian-ness. It means "the world" to her just to be able to say hi to me. Blech! So creepsy. I need to think of something snappy, yet still polite, to say to her. This is the same woman who assumed I knew all about some electronica Japanese band simply because I'm Asian. Lord knows we're all the same! I think I need to live in a bigger city. The past three years I've been in a paradise where my race was a non-issue. Take me back tiny dancer.
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