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Although they were able to accommodate me 2 hours prior to my arrival, I had to wait an hour to get a car and the agent wanted to charge me a full day for picking up the car earlier unless I commit to return the car earlier.They know the city or at least they should if they work there., I could have been given some directives or warnings that I would get speeding ticket before I even leave the airport.I was in a dimly lit hall looking at a painting of yet another apple-cheeked peasant when my younger sister, Julia, tugged at my sleeve. “Mixie” is a sibling word, a term my sister and I adopted to describe people like ourselves—those indeterminately ethnic people whom, if you have an expert eye and a particular interest in these things, you can spot from across a crowded room.We used the word because as kids we didn’t know another one.By high school, it was a badge of honour, a term we would insist on when asked the unavoidable “Where are you from?” question that every mixed-race person is subjected to the moment a conversation with a new acquaintance reaches the very minimum level of familiarity.The quoted price was very low ( USD for 3 days) but the priceline booking somehow slipped in a 10PM pickup time there, when my pickup was 4PM.As a result, another rental was generated at 3x the rate. The girl working at the desk refused to do anything to make our situation right.

I see a pending charge on my credit card for over 0 which what the agent wanted to charge for picking up early.

For the record, my current answer, at 30 years old, is: “My mom’s Chinese, but born in Canada, and my dad’s a white guy from England.” If I’m peeved for some reason—if the question comes too early or with too much “I have to ask” eagerness—the answer is “Toronto” followed by a dull stare.