I have told you how… interesting my boss is. Today at work while I was minding my own business serving a customer I feel hot air on my neck. All of a sudden I hear “Tiana, are you Hebrew? Yes Tiana. You are, aren’t you?”

I turn around and my boss is just standing acting normal, pretending he didn’t just whisper in my ear. I turn back and hand the customer her items and he whispers “I want your blood!”. He then hissed and ran off.

This is my job.

I’m not even Hebrew. That isn’t even possible. Hebrew is not something you can be.