I went to the doctor a few years back. Insurance red tape being what it is, I dutifully give my actual first name when making an appointment, rather than my middle name. (As a junior, I go by my middle name and let pops enjoy the first name.)
And so the receptionist called out, "Duane?"
I ambled up to the desk and said "hi." And the receptionist looked at me with a look of absolute amazement on her face.
"But... ah... "
"Yes?" I asked.
"Well... you're not black!"
I apologized. What else could I do?
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