My husband is an assistant manager at a local tire and mechanic shop. Because the part of town where he works is, in PC terms, "ethnically diverse", he has a lot of clientele that can't speak English very well. He always jokes about this saying "I can't speak Spanish, but my broken English is getting pretty good." He tries his best to listen and interpret what the people tell him, but sometimes, it just ain't happenin'. Case in point:
Mexican man enters store, looking for tires.- "Necesito algunos neumáticos para mi carro. ¿Qué usted tiene y cuánto son?"
Hubby- "I'm sorry. I don't speak Spanish. Can you speak any English?"
MM- "No, No sé inglés. Necesito conseguir algunos neumáticos. ¿Puede usted ayudarme?"
Hubby- (pointing around the showroom)"Okay, let's try this. Show me what you want."
MM- (confused look) "No le entiendo. Necesito los neumáticos. ¿Usted tiene cualesquiera?res. ¿Puede usted ayudarme?"
Hubby- "I give up, sir. I don't know what you are asking for and so, I can't help you."
MM- (turns to leave) "Restrooms?"
Hubby- " Sorry, sir, I don't speak Spanish."
Random Customer in waiting room- "Man, I think he needs to use the bathroom."
Hubby- "Oh."
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4 comments:
LMAO! Poor Andy. I couldn't handle that on a daily basis.
Too funny, though I found myself able to interpret those sentences. I guess Mrs. McCullar learned me good.
That is TOO funny!!!!!!!!!!
LMAO!!!! Andy needs a hug..
:P
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