Every time I meet someone new, it’s the same script over and over again.
A: Where are you from? Me: Korea A: North or South?
A: Where are you from?
Me: I was born in Seoul.
A: You speak good English.. Where did you learn it?
Me: I lived in Louisiana, Pennsylvania, Boston..
A: Ah, military family?
Me: No. A: Where did you just move to New York from?
A: Were you studying there?
Me: No, I was working.
A: Doing what?
Me: Project management.
A: What industry?
Me: Translation and localization.
A: Ah.. So you were translating between English, Korean, and Spanish?
Me: I wasn’t translating.
A: Didn’t you just say you were working in the translation industry?
Me: Yes, but I was doing project management.
In Spain, I was annoyed at how people would just look at my face and assume that I was a Chinese immigrant working at a restaurant or store. (In Spain, when I said I lived in Pennsylvania, I was once asked if I saw “the Draculas” in Transylvania.. now that was a first!) Now I’m tired of repeating myself over and over, answering the same questions. HAHA. Oh, the irony..