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Thread: A Minor Misunderstanding
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08-12-2007, 05:51 PM #1
A Minor Misunderstanding
As many of you are aware, I live in North Idaho. It's a beutiful place with mountains, lakes, rivers and streams with the associated boating, skiing, hunting and fishing, and, as such, is quite a tourist destination.
Yesterday, my (Thai) wife and I took a trip to Coeur d'Alene, 45 miles south of Sandpoint, to do a little shopping. We were idly chatting, as married couples often do, until about half way, where the State Police had closed the highway, and were re-reouting everyone to a smaller, county road that paralleled the highway a half mile west. As we slowly drove by the trooper that was flagging everyone on to the detour, I rolled down my window and asked 'What's the problem, officer?", and he replied,
"A bunch of tourists down the road got in a wreck"
So I drove on, concentrating on not missing the next detour turn, and didn't notice that my wife was being unusually quiet. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore, and in a little tiny voice, said
'My love.....why Iraq terrorsits in Idaho???"
It took me a minute, but then it dawned on me, that reason the trooper gave for closing the highway was:
'A bunch of tourists down the road got in a wreck'
she heard
'blah blah blah terrorists blah blah blah Iraq.'
We both got a chuckle out of that one! (After I explained the real situation).
Life is fun.
-whatever
-Lou
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08-12-2007, 06:07 PM #2
Reminds me of a joke I received the other day...
The following is a telephone exchange between a hotel guest and
room-service:
Room Service (RS): "Morrin. Roon sirbees."
Guest (G): "Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service."
RS: " Rye. Roon sirbees...morrin! Joowish to oddor sunteen?"
G: "Uh..... Yes, I'd like to order bacon and eggs."
RS: "Ow July den?"
G: ".....What?"
RS: "Ow July den?... pryed, boyud, poochd?"
G: "Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry... scrambled, please."
RS: "Ow July dee baykem? Crease?"
G: "Crisp will be fine."
RS: "Hokay. An Sahn toes?"
G: "What?"
RS: "An toes. July Sahn toes?"
G: "I... don't think so."
RS: "No? Judo wan sahn toes?"
G: "I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo wan sahn
toes' means."
RS: "Toes! Toes!...Why Joo don Juan toes? Ow bow Anglish moppin we
bodder?"
G: "Oh, English muffin!!! I've got it! You were saying 'toast'...
Fine...Yes, an English muffin will be fine."
RS: "We bodder?"
G: "No, just put the bodder on the side."
RS: "Wad?"
G: "I mean butter... just put the butter on the side."
RS: "Copy?"
G: "Excuse me?"
G: "Yes. Coffee, please... and that's everything."
RS: "One Minnie. Scramah egg, crease baykem, Anglish moppin, we
bodder on sigh and copy... rye?"
G: "Whatever you say."
RS: "Tenjooberrymuds."
G: "You're welcome
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08-12-2007, 06:22 PM #3
Lol.. Another true story from when I was 15.. Took this hot lookin' gal to a carefully chosen movie (one I wouldn't bother watching).. So one thing lead to another and after a while..
Samantha: This movie sucks
Ilija: You wanna have sex?
I didn't score on that date
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08-12-2007, 07:32 PM #4
That's great Lou ---- there's a Rush song that popped in my head when I read your thread
Entre Nous
We are secrets to each other
Each one's life a novel
No-one else has read.
Even joined in bonds of love,
We're linked to one another
By such slender threads.
We are planets to each other,
Drifting in our orbits
To a brief eclipse.
Each of us a world apart,
Alone and yet together,
Like two passing ships.
Just between us,
I think it's time for us to recognize
The differences we sometimes fear to show.
Just between us,
I think it's time for us to realize
The spaces in between
Leave room for you and I to grow.
We are strangers to each other,
Full of sliding panels,
An illusion show.
Acting well-rehearsed routines
Or playing from the heart?
It's hard for one to know.
We are islands to each other,
Building hopeful bridges
On a troubled sea.
Some are burned or swept away,
Some we would not choose,
But we're not always free.
The stuff in red is what I really recalled ----- Looks like you and your wife have plenty of heathly room to grow.
Justin
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08-12-2007, 08:18 PM #5
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08-12-2007, 09:46 PM #6
brings to mind one morning when on the way to work my Sister-In-Law, who's a philippina, espied a deer on the side of the road.
SIL: A Sqweriil (squirrel) A sqweeril!
Brother & I:
THEN we had to explain that the reason we were laughing was because it was a DEER not a SQUIRREL.
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08-12-2007, 09:58 PM #7
I worked in Asia off and on for a couple of years (Hong Kong, Bangkok, Singapore, Beijing) and the language issues could always be a source of amusement. I picked up enough Chinese and Thai to be courteous, but not hold any extended conversation. My specialty is Russian and German (so my company sends me to Asia?)...anyway, the following exchange occurred in a high-end Hong Kong hotel where we had corporate apartments, after coming in from work after normal dinner hours:
Ring, ring...
RS: Room Serbees, may I hep you?
G: Yes, I would like to order the hamburger and a small salad, and a beer>
RS: Berry good sir, 20 minutes.
G: Thank you
RS:
1 minute passes......
Ring, ring....
G: Yes?
RS: Thees is Room Serbees sir. I am berry sorry but we have no hamburger, only beef burger. Is this ok?
G: (biting lip)...yes, that will be just fine. Thank you!
RS: On, thank you sir!
To the credit of my Thai and Chinese colleagues, if customer service were as good in the US, shopping would be a much better experience.
Greg
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08-12-2007, 09:59 PM #8
Here's one of my pearls from my fresh-off-the-boat period in grade 9. Using a literal translation from Serbian, whenever I asked someone for an eraser, I'd ask for a "rubber"
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08-13-2007, 12:04 AM #9
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