"You're almost as pretty as your sister."
"You're a credit to your race."
"Really? You don't look Turkish. I thought you were Italian."
"Left-handed" compliments bug me. Even the name bugs me. As a proud Southpaw American, I take umbrage at this misrepresentation of our proud heritage, much the way that the Rom (Gypsies) hate the when someone claims "I've been gypped!"
And don't even get me started on "Indian Givers."
I will start.
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Oh, and let me leave you with this visual--I'm off to a yoga class this morning. While I'm not, technically, a bear, it's an accurate metaphor for both my personality and physical build. Downward-Facing Bear--signing out.