First of all, let me get this out in the open! I only have one husband and he is from Taiwan. When I re-read the title, it kind of sounded like I have husbands from several countries, but no, I don’t! Just one!! And an amazing one at that!! (Oh, how sweet! – Are you blushing now, C. Xiansheng?)
That is, except for this one little moment that seems to be repeated and relived far too many times!! That one particular incident that seems to pop up in conversation way too often!!
And it happened in Vegas!
No, unfortunately, my husband didn’t strike it rich playing the slots! No, he didn’t strike gold playing black jack! And no, we were not married there (because that would have been an awesome moment for me, too!)
No, this moment was awesome for him but not so amazing for me!
So without further ado, this is how it all went down!
The Vegas ID Incident
While dining in Las Vegas a couple of years ago, my 30-something year old husband (who, might I add, is two years older than me) heard the most magical words from a waitress when he tried to order a beer.
‘May I see your ID, please?’
Smiling from ear to ear, his dimples as defined as ever, like a kid in a candy store, he turned to me and asked me for his passport which I was holding for safe keeping in my bag.
He passed her his passport and she began to examine it. She looked at his passport photo, she looked at him, and then back at the photo. She continued by checking the edges, clearly thinking that it must have been a fake one.
Then, she said ‘Oh my God! You are in your 30’s!!’
Talk about inflating someone’s ego with one sentence!
Trying to salvage some dignity, even just a little, I casually asked the following question.
‘Would you like to see mine as well?’
And to add more salt to the wound, to drive the dagger further into my heart, she made the following reply:.
‘No, that’s fine! You’re OK.’
Oh, the humiliation! The embarrassment!
And from that day to this day, this story has been shared, relived, and told by my husband to so many people that I would probably need a calculator to add up all the times (OK – I know! A little bit of an exaggeration!?)
But, I mean, whatever happen to the saying ‘What Happens in Vegas STAYS IN VEGAS?’
Easing My Pain
However, in my defense, the thing that eases my pain and makes me sleep better at night is I feel most Westerners can’t really tell or predict how old Asians are. Also, from my experience, it appears that most Westerners think Asians are younger than they actually are.
And, in all honesty, I don’t really mind! He can have his moment to shine!! And I am sure, I will have mine!!
How about all of you who have/had an Asian spouse/significant other? Did anything like this ever happen to you? Or anyone with any experiences like this for that matter? Please share your stories and thoughts in the comment box below!