Last night I went to our local Chinese restaurant (China Wok) for some Mongolian beef and chicken fried rice. When I got to the restaurant to pick up the food I was greeted with "kneeha!" That is Chinese for hello. I gave her a warm howdy and carried on with a rambling of what I ordered. When told me that she would be back in a few minutes. I acknowledged and proceeded to wait patiently for the arrival of my very good eats.
She came back in a reasonable amount of time and I pulled out my wallet so that I could complete the transaction. She told me the price and I had only ones. I don't know what came over me at this moment, but I can only explain it as one of those at the wrong place type of deals. Anyway, I started to count out my ones in Spanish. Why? I was to number 12 when she politely told me that she didn't understand what I was saying to her. I looked up and then looked around for a second. What the heck was I doing. I was not at Los Cabos and trying to impress the staff. Instead I was speaking Spanish to a authentic Chinese woman. I just smiled and went towards the door. On my way out I told her gracias.
Her only thought must have been: "What the hell?"
6 comments:
That is hilarious.
Of course she called you 'stupid gringo' in whatever language she chose after you left.
Mongolian Beef from a Chinese restaurant (while common) should have also been included in your cultural four-way.
You guys ever do anything like that?
Not that I can recall. I've done plenty of stupid things, just never felt impelled to speak to someone in a language I was certain was not their own nor mine.
I'm with Mix. Plenty of dumb things in that sort of genus, but not necessarily that same species.
Did yiou walk out with you ones? Not sure if this just an instance of Fastbuck McLevvy pulling another one of his hustles.
"I ordered burritos! For my trouble I will take your 'so-called' Mongolian Beef and leave you with nothing. Good day!"
Adios, I believe is the correct thing to say in this situation.
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