A big part of my identity
...
I got to feel in a different way to...
My identity as being Danish was tested.
We stood at the top off the mountain looking at the beautiful view, when a man dressed in yellow suddenly appeared from behind he said:
>>What the F... are you doing, don’t you give a shit about anything at all (and he continued like that for 3 minutes at least)<<
I was stunned did not know why he was yelling at us like that.
-Then my friend told me that he had lost his cigarette in the wind, and that was the reason why the guy in yellow was so mad!-
I asked the man in yellow why he did not tell us in a different tone what we had done wrong.
His answer was that he could see instantly that we were Danish and that Danish people were always drunk and acting stupid. Furthermore he said that he knew that in France they had forbidden Danish people to go skiing in groups larger than 5 people....and that he would make sure the same thing would be introduce in Austria next year. He raved on about Denmark’s participation in the wars around the world and more.
So my question is:
Is it me identity to be Danish and not a person who Happens to be born in Denmark?
(-we were only four people, it was nine in the morning (we had NOT been drinking) and I turned out that the man in yellow was working in the ski resort, we left and tried to forget the incident and had a nice day..)


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