I'm not Japanese.

I mean, I don't think I am, in any case. But maybe I am, considering how often people ask me whether I am. In particular, there's this one guy who has a conversation like this with me at least once a day:

Him: So do you speak Japanese?
Me: I'm not Japanese.
Him: Is the language there similar to Japanese?
Me: No.
Him: Do you do Japanese martial arts?
Me: No, I'm not Japanese.
Him: Apowivnealea!  That means "hello" in Japanese, right?
Me: I don't know, I'm not Japanese.
Him: Did your parents come from Japan?
Me: No.

I swear to you, EVERY DAY.

But the other day, the people in the office were trying to decide which nationality I resembled the most, if not the Japanese. They decided it was either Cambodian or Nepalese. Um...ok.