Posted by
sweiserwendel on Tuesday, March 06, 2007 1:34:49 AM
I'm pushing the cart around at my local Ralphs in the San Fernando Valley, and between the magazine rack, the Italian cheese and sausage section, and the chilled case where they keep the lox, I overhear this conversation between two store employees:.
BLUE-EYED BOY, around 17: Yo .. yo se llame, no ...
HISPANIC WOMAN, around 23: Oh come on! You gotta learn Spanish.
BOY (embarrassed, but chuckling a little): Why do I have to learn Spanish?
WOMAN (with the wisdom of maturity, and a little of the weariness of one stating the obvious): So you can understand when people talk to you! (with a laugh) So you can be biiingual ... and mingle.
"So you can understand when people talk to you" ... after all, you can't expect peole to speak English here.
Funny (she meant it well), but the chill I felt was't coming from refrigerated fish. .