My face when . . .

I found out I have to work on Christmas Eve.

I tried my very first "tomato" that turned out to be a persimmon (I think).

I learned how to pronounce the "g" sound in Afrikaans.

I'm walking down the street and see and/or hear someone peeing, hawking a loogie, blowing a snot-rocket or vomiting - openly - only to walk away as if nothing happened.

My Korean head teacher gave his very racist reasoning as to why he doesn't hire gyopo (Asian Americans - who are American in every sense of the word, with varying levels of Korean speaking ability). Apparently, "they are all liars." Again, see the face.