Nuggetty Goodness

"Are you from around here?" quoth the cab driver to the nugget, directly upon the nugget having planted herself comfortably in the back seat.

The nugget, she pretends hard-of-hearingness-through-the-shell-of-golden-batter, "Sorry?"

"Where are you from?"

"Umm. Well," the nugget, she pretends denseness with great concentration, "I just got on here."

"No, I mean, where are you from?"

The nugget gives up.

"Australia."

"Ahhhh..." the cab driver beams with immense satisfaction at having spotted an Alien Life Form, 'I knew you weren't from around here. That was why I was asking!"

The cab driver proceeds to rattle on and on and on about Australia, and how his daughter is studying there, also quizzing the nugget about what she's doing here...

...it's lucky I've been going to Melbourne every year for the past 5-6 years or I think my convenient lie might possibly have turned inconvenient.

Previous Incidents of Alien Nuggetness Recorded in These Annals
(For the Nugget Hath Decided that She Shall Record Them All):
Identity, Perception, 'Are You Training That Dog?' and, 'Are You Local?'
Ha! Obviously, the Golden Glowing Goodness of the Nuggetty Batter Dazzles Their Eyes and Brainz!
Ze Weekly NuggetTaichiWuxiaSketchofDOOM

...because what is it with these people?

This evening, as I was standing in the subway, minding my own business, nose in a book while waiting for someone, a salesguy for some random stuff (there were a bunch of them, and I don't know what they were selling), trots up to me and asks, 'Are you local?'

O.o

Look I wasn't even talking! He'd never heard me speak! I was just reading! XD

And then there was that taxi driver a week or so ago, who, at the end of a 20 minute ride, solemnly told me, 'You're Japanese. I can tell. You sound Japanese.'

OoOoOOOk.

And for the record, I'm not Japanese, and I'm supposedly local, though from all these specimens you probably couldn't tell.

...no idea what the nugget is ranting about? See my previous rant.