I ordered a pizza from Dominoes tonight. This is the label that they plastered to the box. It reads for "Mr. Foreigner".
I've been here in Taiwan for some time, so language wasn't really an issue. The cashier asked me what kind I wanted, if I would be having the thick crust or thin crust, if I'd like to try one of the newfangled crust fillings or if I wanted chicken wings. He asked me for my phone number, said I'd have to wait 10-15 minutes and that I was Number 28.
Only he couldn't bother to ask me my name. I was just "Mr. Foreigner" to him.