Only in LA
Said in a restaurant to Lotus and I, "You speak english!!! Really!!!"
Note left in our hotel room, "I don't speak english, so please circle whatever it is that you would like me to replenish in the room". Actually I thought this was kind of cute and helpful. I think they should have a system like that in all hotels, since they usually forget to refill something.
Time to cover our first 10 miles on a Saturday afternoon: 45 minutes
posted by Thor @ 8:27 PM
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Okay, the first story was pretty funny. We were at Pollo Campero, in a predominantly latino nieghborhood. The cashier was a young black guy, the customer was an older latino woman. She didn't speak english so a couple other employees had to help the cashier enter her order. The customer was teasing him about not speaking spanish, especially in a central american chicken chain. She was teasing him light heartedly and I was laughing, knowing just enough spanish to understand her.
When I got up to order, I said what I wanted. The cashier exclaimed "You speak English? Really?!" He was so relieved. He thought I spoke spanish because I could understand what the woman was saying. Poor guy, he was so happy that he wasn't going to get chewed out again.
It was pretty cute.
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