The Immigrant

My friend Natalie is visiting from Boston for a work trip. We had some adventures.

Natalie, to Chinese restaurant owner: Where are you from?

Chinese Restaurant Owner: (heavy accent)

Natalie, who speaks a little Mandarin: I actually don’t know where that is

Chinese Restaurant Owner: Australia.

Both of us: Oh

Chinese Restaurant Owner, whose speech was very difficult to understand: But before that, I am from South Vietnam

Chinese Restaurant Owner goes on to talk about their experience surviving the Vietnam war, hiding in postwar communist controlled territory, escaping to Australia, and then finally to Philly. This was fascinating at first, until they started ranting about communism.

Fifteen minutes later…

Chinese Restaurant Owner: …but that would never happen here. Not in the US. No communism for us.

Me: welp thanks for the insight gotta go byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Natalie, outside the restaurant: They almost definitely voted for Donald Drumpf.

Me: 100%

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