Haha this brought back a memory! I also tried to speak Japanese that I learned from anime to a Asian person in a sushi restaurant! They looked at me and said, “Ill go get the manager”
It’s okay, happens to the best of us. I’m half Korean, half Czech, but I look like a big Polynesian dude. Not too long ago I went to a “Korean BBQ” place in the Midwest where the server greeted me in Korean. Which I thought was strange because he looked Chinese, but hey who am I to judge, I look Polynesian.
So I started to speak to him in Korean, and the dude panicked and ran away to get the manger who was Korean. Seems as if the manager/owners were Koreans hiring Chinese immigrants and having them pretend to be Korean to non Korean people.
Are you me? I would do this because I didn’t have anywhere else to practice Japanese outside of class. The first Japanese restaurant I went to the experience was great; the waitress was first or second gen and seemed tickled that this random white girl was trying to communicate with her in broken Japanese. The second place I went the waitress replied with embarrassment that she was Korean. I didn’t try again after that.
In my teenage years I embarrassed myself by trying to order in Japanese… The server was Korean.
Haha this brought back a memory! I also tried to speak Japanese that I learned from anime to a Asian person in a sushi restaurant! They looked at me and said, “Ill go get the manager”
It’s okay, happens to the best of us. I’m half Korean, half Czech, but I look like a big Polynesian dude. Not too long ago I went to a “Korean BBQ” place in the Midwest where the server greeted me in Korean. Which I thought was strange because he looked Chinese, but hey who am I to judge, I look Polynesian.
So I started to speak to him in Korean, and the dude panicked and ran away to get the manger who was Korean. Seems as if the manager/owners were Koreans hiring Chinese immigrants and having them pretend to be Korean to non Korean people.
Are you me? I would do this because I didn’t have anywhere else to practice Japanese outside of class. The first Japanese restaurant I went to the experience was great; the waitress was first or second gen and seemed tickled that this random white girl was trying to communicate with her in broken Japanese. The second place I went the waitress replied with embarrassment that she was Korean. I didn’t try again after that.