Yes I spelt colour, colour, its the proper "British way" and I'm "fake British as a Canadian" pretending to be British. If I was American I'd say color, but I digress.

Tried that before, thought I'd go somewhere, but needless to say, it did not end well.

You know the expression "Never judge a book by its cover", well this isn't that, but its somewhat long those lines, I'd say like "Never judge a book by its spine or index", but it doesn't really match my topic, so I'll go with colour. Its about skin colour, and misreading it. That's funny cause misread is also about a book but in this cause I mean misjudge. I'm so funny sometimes.

As I interjected a few times in previous blogposts, people in Japan tend to assume if you are Asiann in Japan, you are Japanese. Which is fair enough, if you are Swedish in Canada, most Canadians would assume you are Canadian. Anywho...

There were a lot of problems with Chinese Canadians being thought of as Japanese. By pretty much everyone, including both Japanese and gaijin (foreigners), yes even other Chinese Canadians.

It can come in handy when you want to blend in a crowd, or a family totally hates foreigners but they might you and are like oh, you look not that far off. On the other hand, when you don't act a certain way, bow deep enough (or at all), stop clapping/ start clapping at the wrong time, you start to look like out of place (like a white albino among a heard of black albino's). That's also funny cause its wordplay, and fyi albino's are among any ethnic group, its just their melanin is missing so they are still white, but have characteristics of whatever group they are from.
If you also happen to be overly tall/ large compared to regular Japanese you also stand out. They will be thinking "something not right about this one".

And that's funny on a few different levels, plus its more word play.

I think I mentioned the story about two Chinese Canadians that bumped into each other had no clue they are both Chinese Canadian then realized they both are. Because best of friends and had never met.

We all seem to jump to conclusions based on our "book colour".This is like my grade 6 English class. One of the questions, was like what did the Large strong tree in the family stand for? I was like, I'm just going on a limb (or maybe a branch here), but I'll go with "WHAT IS THE FATHER for $100 ALEX". I think I was right.

I remember a few aS$nhole American friends I had, that when we took the train to University in Kobe they'd be like "DAMN THAT GIRL IS A FOX, I'd love to see where she hides nuts during winter". And then as she'd get off at the train stop be like "Thanks as$hats, I'm from Cali!". I didn't know if she was Chinese American (or Asian American or Japanese American), but whatever she was, the misjudged her book colour.
She definitely saw the Canadian flag I had meticulously (big word) sewn onto to my backpack. To announce to the world I AM CANADIAN (Roll the beer commercial here).
I considered yelling "These assmonkeys I'm with are Americans!" I didn't say it but I wanted to end with  "You are no fox to me. You are like a 6, if you are lucky!"
But I didn't. I pretended I did and retold that story as if I did say it.

There was some morale in this post, but you will have to dig it out yourself.

You hosers! A Canadian ism for losers/ fool.