"Je ne comprends pas, s'il vous plait" I say, or "Je ne parle pas Francais" to which I often get a polite retort in English. For the most part.
Today was a bit harried. Colby's birthday and we had two things to do: one, buy a TinTin rocket and two, get him a vanilla cake.
We manage both, barely.
But today, in the midst of it all I actually said to a salesperson, "Je ne parle pas Anglais".
or, really, more accurately,
"I don't speak English".
I thought it was hilarious.
4 comments:
um. maybe you shouldn't get so drunk before you take your kids shopping.
Maybe it's time I put the cigarette down, put hair net away and take a shower. Do ya think?
Too funny Karen! I did the same thing when we were in Paris. Well, mine was a little worse, I said "I don't speak English".....in ENGLISH!
I got some really funny looks from the sales people, and Chad laughed so hard he cried!
Cheers,
Jaime V.
Oh Jaime. That's rich. I think it's when confusion hits overload...and then all you can really do is laugh your socks off. I couldn't stop laughing to myself, either.
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