Afterwards, she stopped to talk with her friend at the front desk.“Well? Was I right about him?”She
Afterwards, she stopped to talk with her friend at the front desk.“Well? Was I right about him?”She smiled and looked at her friend. “Yeah, pretty much. Once he started, he would only call me ‘chinky.’”“God, I knew it. I had him pegged!”“You did, you did. He didn’t care that I was Japanese; all that mattered to him was that I was Asian.”“Did he at least tip well?”“Oh yeah, don’t worry, you’ll get your cut.”“Good. You take care of me and I take care of you.”“Thanks… But hey, next time? Maybe tell them that it’s easier to find Japanese girls than Chinese girls in Hawaii?” -- source link