I believe most people are terrified
of speaking a foreign language on the
phone, at least at first. I was. Now I
am to the point that it frustrates me more than scares me, but I'm kicking
myself for not studying harder.
Why? Because after a certain Spanish
speaking gentleman and I hung up moments ago in mutual frustration, I put
together the bits I understood and light-bulbed that he was telling me … I
actually WON THE CAR they were raffling off at the Los Santos Feria!
Too bad, so sad. In fact, double
"demonios," which is how they translate "bad words" from
English to Spanish on TV. A) My phone
connection with this gentleman whose number was "Unknown" was
horrible because I had bought a really cheap phone and I couldn't understand
most of what he said (lesson #1). B) My
Spanish is still so uncertain I couldn't understand the rest of what he said
either (lesson #2). So we said
"Ciao" and hung up.
As the call drifted into history and I
replayed it mentally, I recognized certain words and phrases, "tiene
ganar" being one of them, and realized that I had just run over my own
foot with a free Honda Yaris I would now not be getting.
Waaaaahhh.
The moral of this story? Aprende bien el español.
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