Last week we got a delivery that wasn't ours. And it was from some strange company.
When I call them its all in Spanish. It's an international call of some kind and we spend over 30 minutes trying to understand one another. I know the word burrito, and she knows the word Sir.
It continues for another 10 minutes before I finally hang up in frustration after asking to talk to someone who spoke English for the 20th time.
I lean back in my chair.
My co-worker looks at me and says, "Hey, I speak Spanish did you need something?"
Jezuz.
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