>Speaking English?

>I have days where I wonder what language comes out of my mouth, or if I’m actually having conversations with people that make sense to anyone.

Due to unusual circumstances (Translation to English: my lunch was forcibly ejected from the fridge at work, which was incompatible with the survival of the glass-based container it was residing in at the time of the incident), I had to go out to get lunch. In the name of getting back to work quickly, as Thursdays are short days for me, I went to Wendy’s. This is a reasonable approximation of the conversation I had with one of the employees.

Employee: “What kind of dressing for your salad?”

Me: “Honey-dijon, please.”

Employee: “What kind of dressing do you want?”

Me: “Honey-dijon.”

Employee: “dressing.”

Me: “Honey-dee-john”

Employee: What kind of dressing for your salad?”

Me: “Honey-dijahn. It says honey-dijon on the board, it’s a dressing, right?”

Employee: “You have the salad with your meal?”

Me: “yes..”

Employee: “You want the Honey Mustard?”

Me: “Yes.”

Sometimes I just don’t get fast food joints – they make me wonder if I have aspergers syndrome. After that conversation, I wasn’t even going to touch the issue that my “sprite, no ice” had more ice than sprite.

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