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Yesterday on my evening walk to 7-11, a young man approached me. He said he thought I was someone else, but then he dove right into conversation, walking with me all the way to 7-11 and back. I was a little wigged out, but it was light out and there were people around, and when I said "This is my street, I have to go," he didn't follow me any further, so it was more an awkward situation than a dangerous one. Anyway, part of the conversation went like this:
Him: What color is your hair?
Me: It's a little bit purple.
Him: Is that Romanian?
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Are you a Gypsy? Do you have any Gypsy secrets?
Me: Sorry...no...
Him: You're really feminine. Like a Romanian.
It should be noted that "really feminine," apparently is baggy sweats, messy hair, spinach in my teeth, and slurping down a Big Gulp of DDP.
I think "Like a Romanian" is going to become a meme though.