People often think I'm African, Arabic, Blatino, even French, Nigerian, Cajun, or Jamacian. And my mannerisms and personality does not fit the typical mold that society has placed on their percecption of reality. I rather love/hate this frequent initial ill-judgement of my by people but it lets me observe and understand society even more. People assume the truth but do bother to seek it any further than care to percieve it.
Golly gosh.

I suppose there's a few things you could do about that. A) Continue on living as you are, content and happy in the knowledge that your observing of others pleases you and has no noticeable affect on those around you, or, B) Get all angry and frustrated because nobody can be bothered to discover the truth behind the mask. Not that you were asking for my opinion concerning the situation, or even that you were considering taking action against this apparently ignorant and socially inept world.

Either way, "I" always comes before "E", except after "C".

(Seriously, I enjoyed reading your post. 'Twas a welcome break from the norm, and made me think for a change).