There was once a play area pit in the mall where my mom used to drop me off in transition between stores. And I was playing with some asian kid. There was a telephone tool where you can say something and the other can hear it on the other end. And while we were chatting, I called him Jackie Chan
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. I don't remember if I meant any malice or not at the time, but I was obsessed with Jackie Chan Adventures as a child so.
Anyway he chased me out the pit and I hid behind my mother, and he was like "stop hiding! figh me lie a man". In his hilarious super asian accent. And we were like 6 yrs old. I was so traumatised.
10 years later, by coincidence we are at the same college and we are best friends. When I told him the story, that's when we put 2 and 2 together and I realised who he was. Small world.