I sometimes get asked whether I'm Puerto Rican - which I think is kind of random - and I think that I've finally figured it out: I get asked whether I'm Puerto Rican when I wear white. When I wear dark colors I tend to get asked whether I'm Italian more. No one ever guesses Jewish, though. Weird.
Tally so far today: one cab driver, two guys on the subway, and the woman at the deli across the street. The cab driver refused to believe that I wasn't Puerto Rican until I talked Hebrew to him.
(Why was I in a cab, you ask? Because I was so absorbed in my book that I missed my stop and had to RUN to make my appointment. This is all your fault, boffo9.)