The Multinational

I went to apply for the first ever passport I ever had in my life.

The first question the guy at the photo booth asked me was "Cina ke Melayu?"
"Er...Cina. Kenapa?"
"Cina jarang ada..." Then he made a stroking motion on his chin.
"Hahaha. Saya punya macam terrorist."

Yeah I do sport a sorry excuse for a goatee. That's because I'm Chinese and you should know that Chinese guys grow hair in the strangest of places. Like on the nipples and not on the chest. I mean I'm lucky enough to even have facial hair. At least it's not long and flowy and growing out of a huge mole on my cheek. And it must be the food here in Malaysia. You get stuff from all over. People have said I looked like everything from Chindian to Myanmese. Good grief. Still, with a name like mine it's easy to see why.