…at the one (Thai) restaurant where I work now:
1) I ask a solitary (brown-skinned) man if he’s picking up or dining in as he walks through the door, and as he says “For here” he devoices the final R, so I ask him if he’s (Turkish), and he seems surprised and says that yes, he is, so I’m like, ‘Two words, that’s not bad” as I go to seat him, and then as he sits down at the table I explain to him that his devoicing of finals Rs is a dead giveaway.
2) As I discuss local problems with the one (thin) (bald) (jittery) (older) (Jewish-looking) local business owner who comes in a lot, he’s in complete agreement with everything I say, and he says that I should run for office, he'd support me.
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