A tourist is enjoying the atmosphere at a large Chinatown center in a large city, he marvels at the number of chinese restaurants and dry cleaners all with large signs with all chinese names, he then spots a dry clean shop name "hans olafson's dry clean" he wonders how this business could be in the middle of this chinese contingent, he walks in and spots a small elderly chinese gent behind the counter, he asks how did this store have this name, the gent says "that's my name" the tourist asks an explanation, the little owner explains "years ago when I came to this country I was standing in the indoctrination line behind this big strapping swede, and the officer asks his name, he answers "hans olafson" he walks away and she asks me my name "I say sem ting".