revelations
in my trip to ny, i've discovered something about myself: i can be extremely silly once i've imbibed the optimum amount of alcohol which, isn't much.
case in point:
a friend and i went to a japanese restaurant for lunch. being asian and slightly slanted in the eyes, plus the fact that i had my hair spiked (too much gel in the morning) they immediately assumed that we were japanese and asked us if we wanted a drink. in japanese. we looked at our waitress dumbly and said: "huh?" that's when she figured us out.
now, i understand a little japanese, so long as it's spoken really slowly and very clearly. like when you're speaking to a slightly deaf person, you have to enunciate each phonetic syllable and yet you still end up losing more than half of the message; that's me right there, in japanese.
i've also come to realize that there're two things that i can fluidly say in japanese and they would be: "may i please have a glass of water? and: "where is the bathroom?" two very important and life-saving sentences, especially if you've either eaten too much wasabi or partook of the elixir called sake a tad bit too many times.
finally, my japanese only comes out when i'm tipsy. maybe that's why they understand me. i bet if i wasn't drunk, they wouldn't know what i was saying because it wasn't slurred enough.
anyway, we were close to finishing our meal so we asked for the check. after signing it and all, i had to go water the one-eyed snake. so, I asked our server where the bathroom was. in japanese. he looked at me dumbly and i figured that maybe i did have too much alcohol and he couldn't understand me so i asked again, this time, in english.
he nodded, and pointed the way. no words coming out the mouth of this man.
i get out of the bathroom after my business and go straight to the car. i find my friend cracking up. i look at him, wondering what the big joke is. he tells me: "you fool! that guy you asked wasn't japanese! you would've had more luck if you said donde esta el baño instead!"
ah.
apparently, the big joke, was me.
case in point:
a friend and i went to a japanese restaurant for lunch. being asian and slightly slanted in the eyes, plus the fact that i had my hair spiked (too much gel in the morning) they immediately assumed that we were japanese and asked us if we wanted a drink. in japanese. we looked at our waitress dumbly and said: "huh?" that's when she figured us out.
now, i understand a little japanese, so long as it's spoken really slowly and very clearly. like when you're speaking to a slightly deaf person, you have to enunciate each phonetic syllable and yet you still end up losing more than half of the message; that's me right there, in japanese.
i've also come to realize that there're two things that i can fluidly say in japanese and they would be: "may i please have a glass of water? and: "where is the bathroom?" two very important and life-saving sentences, especially if you've either eaten too much wasabi or partook of the elixir called sake a tad bit too many times.
finally, my japanese only comes out when i'm tipsy. maybe that's why they understand me. i bet if i wasn't drunk, they wouldn't know what i was saying because it wasn't slurred enough.
anyway, we were close to finishing our meal so we asked for the check. after signing it and all, i had to go water the one-eyed snake. so, I asked our server where the bathroom was. in japanese. he looked at me dumbly and i figured that maybe i did have too much alcohol and he couldn't understand me so i asked again, this time, in english.
he nodded, and pointed the way. no words coming out the mouth of this man.
i get out of the bathroom after my business and go straight to the car. i find my friend cracking up. i look at him, wondering what the big joke is. he tells me: "you fool! that guy you asked wasn't japanese! you would've had more luck if you said donde esta el baño instead!"
ah.
apparently, the big joke, was me.
posted by Sascha at
7/07/2004 02:57:00 AM
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