Call Me Do Not, Call You I Will
|Tonight, a call from one of those annoying telemarketers, I received. Irritated I was. Watching my favorite Mary Kate and Ashley movie I was. The one where they go to Paris, it was. No wait, the one where to Rome they go, it was. Tell the difference between their movies I cannot. Anyway, interrupt me this telemarketer person did. Supposed to get these calls I am not. On the "Call Do Not" list I am.|
Like this the conversation went:
"Hello, is Mr. Mace Window there?"
"If Mace Windu you mean, not here he is."
"I'm sorry, did you say he is there?"
"No, not here he is."
"He is there?"
"No! Not here he is. Speak English you do not?"
"I don't what?"
"I'm sorry. Are you saying I don't speak English?"
"No, a question that was."
"'Speak English you do not?'!"
"Oh, wait I understand. You're trying to tell me you don't speak English. One of my co-workers speaks Spanish. I'll get her on the phone."
"No, wait!" I said, but too late it was.
The rest of the conversation I spent saying, "Español, no hablo... Inglés hablo... ¿Inglés, Usted habla?... No, una pregunta, eso era."
Annoyed in two languages I was!