Getting down with my Mexican roots

The everyone was chatting in my German class and the man sitting next to me turned and kept saying, "Mexico?"Since some other people had just asked me about traveling I thought maybe he was asking me if I'd been there. After all, that made much more sense than the other interpretation (which is that he was asking if I was from Mexico). Maybe he's never seen a Mexican before. When he then changed his tune and asked "America?" the latter interpretation was confirmed. Today, it dawned on me that it may not have been as ludicrous as I originally thought. Not only that but it was entirely appropriate considering... IT'S CINCO DE MAYO! So, of course, he was just getting pumped for one of the best holidays of the year and he could sense how pumped I was for it. Now. Before I go any further, I am aware that Cinco de Mayo is actually only celebrated in one city in Mexico and is a bigger deal in the US. But I still cannot express my love for it. So, of course, today I made some dip for my chips and played my latin music. Sigh.

I also wonder where the idea of neckties came from? I'm not hating on them. But who said that men should tie a piece of fabric around their neck with a triangular or trapezoidal knot in order to be formal? Who decided on this current shape after all of the other forms that ties have gone through in the history of men's fashion?

I also got a free sticker today.

I'm not sayin'; I'm just sayin'.