Will the real Jackie Chan please stand up?

Just so you know, I realise there's a lot of entries with this date - since getting to NYC I've had connectivity issues so I've been keeping track of stuff on Word - but now I'm posting them all!

Friday 2 June

I went with Gill to get her Social Security number (I can’t get mine till I get my work permit sorted).

As we were sat in the little office with a couple of dozen other people, people were called either by ticket number or by name. Then the call went out: “Jackie Chen”, with the ‘Chen’ just strangled enough that it could have been ‘Chan’.

A slight, pretty Asian woman in her twenties stood and went to the door. I tried to suppress a smile at her name – but suddenly Gill was smiling too. I looked up at the two security guards. One, a short, stocky, African-American, was grinning at me broadly.

“False alarm, folks.”