I am not Irish. Obviously. But growing up, I did not understand kids who were IRISH and NOT wearing green on St. Patrick’s Day were pinch-able. Everyone was fair game where I lived. And I’d get pinched for not wearing green because I wasn’t a fan of green. Again, not Irish. Obviously. But I didn’t know to speak up. It’s also possible I told kids that I was Irish, not because I was in denial about my ethnicity, but my Dad has some luck of the Irish in him. But me, not so much. Damn you pinchers!

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