Random pictures for you to enjoy! And a few humorous stories.
People ask me all the time about my Spanish. The other day, two of my co-workers were discussing a problem on the production line. As I joined the conversation, one of them switched to English, which is the bane of my Spanish. He said “But I have a good question”, to which I thought I would proudly provide a translation: “Pero yo tengo un bueno pregunta”, whereupon my coworker gently replied “Jeem, remember, the question, she is a woman.” That about sums up my Spanish.
We ran out of toothpaste yesterday and went to buy more. Don’t tell my Dad. They only sell coal-gah-tay [Colgate] here. He’ll be as understanding as when my nephew told him that he was a democrat. (Note: Jim’s dad worked for Proctor & Gamble his whole career and worked on Crest.)
A couple weeks ago, I had the opportunity to go to a Doctor. This was one of the activities that I had hoped I wouldn’t have to deal with but I knew that I was getting (or had) a urine infection. One night, after Jim came home from work, we headed to the CIMA hospital (the private hospital and clinic that we had a toured when we looked for a place to live). Most employees did speak some English but not always perfectly. As I was lying on the examination table, the Dr. asked me to “dis-cover myself” so he could perform a manual exam. After waiting for the prescription to be filled they realized that we spoke English, so they took it back to reprint the directions in English. The direction on the bottom of the label clearly states the way to take pills, ORAL ROUTE.
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