Last weekend I took a little road trip to my Aunt and Uncle house. It was a good time chatting, eating, and hanging out with my cousins. I have two funny stories that happened on the same day. Here's story #1:
Sunday morning we get up, head to church, sit through a service about temptation and start making our way out to the car. It also happened to be Girl Scout Sunday and my cousin's was toting a big box of girl scout cookies they had ordered. We were walking to our car when we stopped and the aunt and uncle introduced me to my cousins' friends. Meanwhile the friend's dad pulls up in his mini van.
While looking at me, the dad says to my aunt and uncle "So, are you introducing her to the world of girl scout cookies?"
My aunt, uncle and cousins chuckle, and the dad drives off.
I stood there, trying to make sense of what he was saying. I was thinking, oh my, he thinks I'm young enough to be a girl scout. Often people mistake me for being 10 years younger than I actually am, it wouldn't have been the first time that it has happened. Yes, I know, that's fabulous when you're like 40, not so fabulous when you are my age.
Five minutes later it hit me why everyone was laughing. I am Korean while the majority of my family is not, it slips my mind sometimes. He must have thought I was foreign and never had girl scout cookies before. The standing there looking perplexed, not saying anything probably contributed to that assumption. Nevermind the fact that I am as American as Jessica Simpson sitting in a Ford truck, eating apple pie, waving an American flag. But he didn't know that.
Ahhhhh. I love being Asian. But I never got a cookie.
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