Hans Olaffsen
This guy is walking through ChinaTown. He is fascinated with all the Chinese Restaurants, the Chinese shops, the Chinese signs and banners on the buildings. He is having the best time just walking and looking. He turns a corner and sees a building with a sign, “Hans Olafsen’s Laundry”.
“Hans Olaffsen?”, he thinks. “How in the world does that fit in here?” So, he walks into the shop and sees an old Chinese gentleman sitting in the corner. The visitor asks, “Please forgive the intrusion, sir, but I’m fascinated by the name of your business. How did it happen that a Chinese-owned business has a name like Hans Olaffsen’s Laundry?”
The old man answers, “Is name of owner.”
The visitor asks, “Amazing - may I speak with the owner?”
“I am he.”
“You? Please forgive my curiosity: You appear to be a full-blooded Asian - was your father Scandinavian?”
The old man replied, “No. Many years ago when I come to this country, I was standing in line at Documentation Center. Man in front of me was big blonde Swede. Lady look at him and say, ‘What your name?’ He say ‘Hans Olaffsen.’ When she finish with him, she look at me and ask, ‘What *your* name?’
I say, ‘Sam Ting.’”