Lost in Translation
I had plans to go to Best Friend's house in Philadelphia for dinner tonight, but a car breakdown put the kiobosh on that. Late this afternoon I had a call from Best Friend explaining that the power window on the driver's side of his car had just failed with a dramatic crack! Since his car dealer is near my house, could we drop off his car at the dealer, go to dinner nearby and would I drive him home? I hesitated for a millisecond, but said yes.
So we dropped the car off and went to the local diner. The food was tasty, but we had a very curious exchange with the waitress. Halfway through our entrees, she walked up to our table and said something which sounded like "Poinsettia?" (Point-set-uh?) Best Friend and I stared at her for a few seconds and she continued "Then you're okay with your drinks?" and walked off. Eventually we figured out that she must have said "More soda?" but it sure sounded like she was offering us a Christmas plant...
So we dropped the car off and went to the local diner. The food was tasty, but we had a very curious exchange with the waitress. Halfway through our entrees, she walked up to our table and said something which sounded like "Poinsettia?" (Point-set-uh?) Best Friend and I stared at her for a few seconds and she continued "Then you're okay with your drinks?" and walked off. Eventually we figured out that she must have said "More soda?" but it sure sounded like she was offering us a Christmas plant...