Saturday, October 02, 2010

What's In A Name


I was walking through Chinatown in LA and when I notice a sign reading, Hans Schmidt’s Chinese Laundry.

Being of a curious nature, I entered and was greeted by an old Oriental man who identified himself as Hans Schmidt.

“How come you have a name like that?” I asked.

“Is simple,” says the old man. “Many, many year ago when come to this country, stand in immigration line behind a big German guy. Immigration lady look at him and go, “What your name?”

He say, “Hans Schmidt.”

Then she look at me and go, “What your name?”

“I say, Sam Ting.”

I left, curiosity satisfied.
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3 comments:

middle child said...

Too funny!!!! Where do you come up with this shit?

Matty said...

LMAO

Lickety Splitter said...

Hah hah ...