i don't THINK i've told you this one yet. but i got myself laughing about it last night and i can't keep it from you anymore.
when i moved into craig's apartment in nyc, i rented a van to move my stuff. rich was there; i also rented him. so i call some rental place, get everything settled and show up at this parking lot on 43rd or something and walk into this teenie tiny shack to get the van keys and sign away my life. there's the front seat from an old car as the waiting area seating with a teevee older than jesus in the corner. the movie that is playing is "congo" or whatever that big snake movie is with ice-cube (or is it ice-t?)
so i get up to the desk and i am giving the guy my information and he says "oh, when i talked to you on the phone i thought you were chinese". and of course, i think it's the funniest thing i have ever heard and also the weirdest and most politically incorrect thing ever. so i say "huh. was it because my last name is 'may'?" and he says "no. i just thought you sounded chinese". so there you have it.
fast forward about three hours, i get my stuff moved, craig and rich are cursing my boxes of books and crap. we return the van and are on our way to a celebratory lunch when the rental guy pokes his head out of the shack and yells:
"Bye chinese ladyeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!"
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