Nah, you're good. We're not too crazy with the political correctness if the intentions are good natured.
Nah, you're good. We're not too crazy with the political correctness if the intentions are good natured.
Speak for yourselfNah, you're good. We're not too crazy with the political correctness if the intentions are good natured.
There was this guy at work who has an accident and got burned, we called him Johnny Flames, a friend who's short we call him molcajete legsOne thing I love about my group of Peruvian friends is that the nicknames are brutal.
Gordo, flaco, una pelota, negro, charro azul, etc.
I am still just called Gringo Huevon, twenty years later.
In college there were a group of girls that were called Front Butt, Ax Fight (because she looked like she lost an ax fight), and my favorite: Stacy Big Fat Whore.There was this guy at work who has an accident and got burned, we called him Johnny Flames, a friend who's short we call him molcajete legs
I have to admit that sometimes I’ll speak Spanish to waiters/etc here, as they look 100% Hispanic. Occasionally they have been Romanian (where a ton of people speak ok Spanish, Filipinos (also a Spanish colony at some point). Here in Jackson, about 2/5ths of the labor force is Hispanic, with the majority of them originally from Tlaxcala. 10 years ago, you could reliably assume that Spanish would be simpler in many situations. Now, with second and third gen kids coming up who are truly bilingual, you can’t assume that.I have a friend who is half Cambodian and half Iowa corn farmer. He has a t shirt that says "I AM NOT MEXICAN."
He 100% looks Mexican.
Sometimes if there's Latinos nearby, I'll rattle off the few spanish phrases I know at him, then wander off. Then they come up to him and start that 150 syllables per second spanish and he's giving me death-eyes lol.I have to admit that sometimes I’ll speak Spanish to waiters/etc here, as they look 100% Hispanic. Occasionally they have been Romanian (where a ton of people speak ok Spanish, Filipinos (also a Spanish colony at some point). Here in Jackson, about 2/5ths of the labor force is Hispanic, with the majority of them originally from Tlaxcala. 10 years ago, you could reliably assume that Spanish would be simpler in many situations. Now, with second and third gen kids coming up who are truly bilingual, you can’t assume that.
Sometimes it’s a bit of a dance as to what language to lead off with, because I don’t want to insult anyone by insinuating that they would prefer to speak Spanish.
Usually I’ll wait to hear them reply in English, and sort of judge by syntax and accent if Spanish might be preferable.
Occasionally they won’t engage, even if I reply in more or less perfect Spanish for their own reasons, I don’t judge.
Most, however, are surprised, as I am a total gringo pálido, but my accent (in Spanish) is almost flawless.
Sometimes I’ll interact with ‘No Sabes’ (2cnd/3rd gen that never learned Spanish), and those interactions can be a little uncomfortable.
Oh, well.
The rest of the planet does this dance on a daily basis, the U.S. is so weird.
Baked, not fried