While walking from the subway to my apartment, I am greeted by a woman from Greenpeace. While we are talking my roommate passes by and I wave.....this conversation ensues:
Greenpeace Lady: Who was that?
Me: That's my roommate.
Greenpeace Lady: Oh you live with a guy?
Me: No, I live with the girl.
Greenpeace Lady: I thought you meant the guy.
Me: No, that's my roommate's husband.
Greenpeace Lady: (pause) So then does he live with you?
Me: No, he lives in Ithaca.
Greenpeace Lady: I don't understand. How does that work?
Me: They live in different places. He goes to med school.
Greenpeace Lady: Why don't they live together?
Me: Well...they are Chinese. (pause as I realize I now sound racist) It has to do with Visas and jobs and costume design and...um...it's hard to explain. They'll live together soon...in Ithaca.
Greenpeace Lady: I am still confused. So....will you join Greenpeace?
Me: Uh...no.
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