Cab Driver:So, where are you from? I mean, your accent...
Me:What? I'm from here! Born and raised!
Cab Driver:I only ask because your accent...it doesn't sound Sarajevan.
Me:[Left speechless with heart tearing off, crumbling and sinking like centuries-old rock that has bathed in the glory of the sun and the wind, tumbling towards the dark belly of the ocean, never to see light again.]