On a related note to anyone out there feeling the need to get my attention by calling out my name:
Two newbies joined our lab this week. A co-worker had an urge to warn one of them about me by saying, “This is Jessica [abrubt stop on the last consonant], not Jessicuuuuh…and do not call her a Mexican.”
Feeling the need for clarification, I addressed the previous statement by saying, “She likes to say my name and drag it on for-EV-ER, and I’m half-Panamanian, not Mexican.”
A thick Vietnamese accent shoots back, “I’m foreign! How am I supposed to know?!”
Oh, she knows.
This is an example of what I hear on a daily basis. Literally.
There was another morning she greeted me with, “Jessicuuuuuuh, how do you say ‘good morning’ in Mexican?”
“I’m gonna punch you in your face,” was my response.
That’s how she knows. Point made. Lesson learned.
