multi-lingual incomprehension

[trochee]

"Bonjour," says [French guy, we'll call him Jean], upon arriving in the office, to the South Indian [we'll call him Prakash] with whom he shares a cubicle wall.

Prakash looks back, blankly.

"Buenos dias," Jean tries again, gamely.

Another stare.

"Guten Tag, bon giorno," Jean tries, with a tiny note of desperation along with his accent. "Nii hao, hello!"

"Namaste," I add, perhaps unhelpfully.

Prakash pulls the tiny tiny earphones out of his ears and looks at us both. "What?"

Comments

[writeanya.livejournal.com]

grrr! i had carets in there... it said:

(fade to commercial)

[trochee.livejournal.com]

are you saying it sounds like a sitcom?

*sigh.*

[writeanya.livejournal.com]

despite the fact that i haven't had a cable-ready and going teevee in more than a decade, i have to say to you, yes, indeed yes, this was a perfect scene from a sitcom.

it happens.

it is where they get their stuff.

:/