A new colleague
Friday, June 29th, 2007I have a new colleague in today… finally, someone who could share my
burden at work… so happily, I engaged in a conversation with him…
(let’s call him razz)
Dino: Hi, I am dino…
Razz: Hi I am Razz.
Dino: Nice to meet ya…
Razz: Same here… So are you filipino?
Dino: *furrows eyebrows and look at him* no, I am not…Why do you ask?
Razz: Oh, cause your name sounds like a Filipino. Dino Filipino. *guffaws*
Dino: *eyes narrowed* -_-" (Funny meh???) Oh no, I am not.. *fake smile and turn back to do my work*
Razz: So, your parents Filipino?
Dino: *pauses* *turns back slowly to face him* No, they ain’t. They are
Chinese.. So a Chinese and a Chinese will give birth to a Chinese which
I am. A Chinese.
Razz: Oh, ic. *guffaws* So you are chinese? If you are not filipino, then you are Indonesian Chinese!
Dino: **sharpens knife* and repeats very slowly* I…. am…. a…. Chinese, I repeat.. My Mum is a Chinese, My
Father is a Chinese. Singaporean Chinese, Hokkien Chinese, Teo Chew Chinese… Not indonesian chinese. A chinese + a
chinese = a chinese. 龙的传人.
Razz: Oh…icic.. hahaha
Dino: *sweat and went back to work, thinking its end of conversation*
Razz: But you sound like a Malay.. your parents Malay or you baba?
Dino: *10 seconds pause* *takes a deep breath and exhaleee* I may have grown up with Malays…. but
that doesn’t make me a Malay and for the last time…. my parents are
100% chinese…. no baba, no malay, no indian, no filipino, no
babuseng… ok? And just because I am dark, that doesn’t mean I am a Malay. I am dark because my mom drank too much coke while she is having me, thus the artificial coloring seeped into my genes and determine my skin color.
Razz: oh ok ok …*sensing my irritation, he changes topic* Do you have a car?
Dino: No..
Razz: Do you drive?
Dino: No… *pauses* *thinks: I don’t have a car, how to drive????*