sock puppet and japanese dude

my parent's friends insist on talking to me through my parents even when i'm right in front of them. i don't need a translator. i answer back in their native language so i dont have to conversate back at them through my parents. i find it very odd and a bit rude that they dont look at me or talk to me directly. what if i my parents are not here and they want to talk to me? who doesnt want to bask in the majestic glory of me? am i to bring a picture of my mom so they can talk to it? how about a sock puppet with an afro on it? that's what my mom looks like; pale woman with an afro. before you get all "dude, that's mean" on me, let me add that i'll get a clean sock and not a smelly-dirty one.

i was in seoul yesterday hanging out at one of the university districts. by the way, we've been having great fall weather. a japanese guy walks up to me and starts to talk to me in english. his english was very good. even though i'm yellow, i still stick out in a crowd. my baseball cap, tshirt, shorts, and flip flops. the tall white guy next to me is a big hint too. what the japanese guy wanted was some help with the language. he wanted to order flowers for the korean girlfriend he loves. little did he know it was a stretch for me to order it, but he had no idea. neither did his japanese friend that spoke less korean. the guy was a great guy (i dont even know what flowers were and that i should be buying them for the ladies) but i let my country down. i aided in the love relationship of a japanese man and a korean woman. they'll probably get married just because of my radicalness. that's one less potential wife for me in this country too. what if she was the one? what have i done!