Everyone in Taiwan thinks I am Japanese. When I order at a restaurant or talk with the bus driver, or even the homeless peeps they all ask if I am Japanese. I always say no and explain that I am from America, but my family is from Taiwan. So one day I went with Saki to a food exhibition for her work. There was a bunch of different foods from all around the world. Then some guy comes up to me and starts talking in Chinese about his food. I didn't know what he was saying so I told him "No, thanks buddy." Then he says to me, "Are you Japanese?" I finally decided that since everyone thinks I am Japanese I might as well consider being Japanese. I reply, "Yes" thinking that would be the end of the conversation. But, immediately he says, "Mushi Mushi takayama yabamuto, hiroshima mushi mushi" I didn't know what to do as Saki is standing next to me laughing. So, I just turned around and walked away as fast as I could. Later on, we walked by the same person and Saki heard him tell another worker in chinese, "Don't talk to that guy, he's Japanese." Maybe I will stay Japanese, it's kinda fun....and gay....
P.S. at the food exhibition I saw a picture of Michael's father......they look so much alike it's unreal.
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i think you look Japanese because of the way you wear your hair and facial hair, but you do kinda look Japanese.
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