Stories from the Store

As I've mentioned before, my parents own convenient stores. What I've failed to mention is that they happen to own them in some the whitest suburban towns in the Bay Area. Interestingly enough, my parents' (and the employees') presence has caused somewhat of an intrigue with "Indian culture".

Exotification #1:

Customer: I just saw this wonderful movie about your people.

Mom: Really, which one? "The Kamasutra"?

Customer: No. It was called "The Nama-sake" (the "sake" pronounced as our favorite Japanese drink)

Mom: You mean "The Namesake"?

Customer turns bright red.

Exoticfication #2

Mom: Where did you get all of this food? Chawal, daal, sabzee?

Tony (our manager): From that crazy gori that wears a sari all the time.

Mom: Why did she bring you food?

Tony: She thinks that all Indians are vegetarians. I didn't have the heart to tell her that I only like meat dishes.

New Beginnings

New Year, New Job, New Adventures!

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Happy Belated New Years Everyone!


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