Arrived at work this morning, and a very old man said "Good Morning Corey", to which I continued my way down the office hallway disregarding what he said, knowing he was talking to me. He continued "Ya speakin' English this morning?". I turned around and said, "Yeah, but my name is _______" frustrated because I have had to correct him many times. He just laughs politely like i told him a joke. I repeated myself because I don't think he understand what I said. "Yes, but my name is _______". He just continues to laugh nicely. I had a straight face. I can't tell if he is just fucking with me, or if this is the year John develops Dementia. I'm going with the latter.