Konichu-whaaaa?

So, I'm asian. I'm not sure if I've addressed this before on my blog, but there it is. You might not be able to discern this from my Liz Lemon profile pic, but what can I say? Drunk Liz Lemon is my spirit animal. Because I have been the token Asian for the majority of my life, I have always been hyper aware of my Asian-ness. Now that I am living in New York City, that token has- poof!- disappeared.  But in the past few days, my asian persuasion has resurfaced.

I'm walking down the street, minding my own beeswax when a fellow who was-how do I put this delicately... portly? santa-esque?- walked past me, briefly stopped and muttered "Ni hao MA, girl" and kept walking. No plans to actually stop and harass me. Just a quick drive-by racist comment. What I want to know is WHY? What does this accomplish? Just to get a rise out of me? It didn't work. I stopped for a second to process what he had said because it barely registered. I got really confused/ slightly annoyed and moved on with my day. If that was his goal then mission accomplished, soldier. It couldn't have been to pursue me. He barely stopped to say that to me. Did he think I would be so impressed by that comment that I would run after him? Is it something so glaringly obvious that I've just missed? Someone give me some insight here.

In another incident, I saw this on Buzzfeed.

His business card should read: Rich B, CEO of Douchbaggery Inc.