NY and Being Asian

Do things happen to me because i'm in NY or because i'm asian?

Exhibit One:
I was walking down greenwich village and had my umbrella up because it was sprinkling. I was minding my own business, talking to my friend when all of a sudden this big black man walks past me and knocks my umbrella away. He proceeds to yell out, "watch your damn umbrella." I was really shocked, so i turned around and gave him this =O face and he goes, "that's right, you heard me." Now, normally i would say something...but i had to weigh my chances of success. He was twice as big as me...and black...and scowling. I wasn't going to win this one so i let it go.

Exhibit Two:
I'm walking to the subway and some guy yells out, "here she comes...miss southeast asia." I mean, for real?

Exhibit Three:
Two different people; two different situations - "are you mexican?" (me: ahahhaha ...oh...you're serious?)

Exhibit Four:
I'm on the subway, sitting on the seat, minding my own business (as usual) and this guy decides to stand right in front of me. He has one hand holdign the rail above me and the other in his pocket. Then he starts masturbating...followed by ruptures of noise. People saw, but didn't say anything because he was big...and black. My stop came about and i knocked him aside to walk out...all to realize this was his stop too. In that case, he followed me for a distance until he realized that i was going into a legit building. Lame-tard creepo.

So besides all the really weird things that happen...there are a few perks at work.

Exhibit One:
A correspondent (RB) needed some hair fixing, so he kneeled down in front of me (because i'm short) so that i could fix his her with make-shift gel (lotion).

Exhibit Two:
I was at Madoff's apartment because we did a standup with a correspondent (SC). It was pretty neato.

Exhibit Three:
My pitch was taken up for Weekend Nightly.