I Am Middle Eastern, Damnit!

Sitting by herself, me and my buddy took the seat next to her. After talking and laughing with my friend, I tapped her on the arm.

Me: Hi
HispanicGirl: Hi
Me: What are you doing sitting here by yourself? Where are your friends?
HispanicGirl: [points to her friends, standing/talking]
Me: Oh, so you're just chillin? You're too cool for your own friends?
HispanicGirl: I'm tired.
Me: You know... [pause]... I think I'm the ONLY white guy here.
HispanicGirl: I know! I noticed!
Me: You noticed? (jokingly) Great, we got a stalker here, ladies and gentlemen.

We start joking/laughing about how I'm the minority in that place. My buddy says it's like the time I walked into a club that was all african american. ... ?... Confused, but I run with it, and make up a story about how I show up at this place full of black dudes.

I say that it was strange at first, but I walked out with everyone loving me, saying "play that funky music, white boy" and she's loving the story. The funny thing is, I'm not even white, I'm an Arab. Since I look like a white guy, I guess she couldn’t tell the difference.

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