One time I asked my friend if he had family in Jordan. He responded, "Noo, of course not, I'm not a refugee!"

So when I told Kefah I came from Amman this morning, and he said he had family there, I asked, "are they refugees?"
"Yes."
"1948?"
"No, no..."
"1967?"
"No...they left in 1975 and their permits were revoked. I didn't meet my brother until last year."

Walla.