Random Esquire

I am learning Latina.  I have to.  Because I am living la vida latina and it is very difficult if you do not speak or understand the language.

Here is Latina Language Lesson #1.

I called Ms. Thang this morning and woke her up.  First, let me defend myself.  I like to wake her up.  Okay, so it isn’t much of a defense but there you have it.  I woke her up and asked what she was doing today and suggested she come over and why not bring her laundry and get it done over here?  She said no, she was feelin’ like she was in a funk.

A couple of hours later, I suggested (via text) she get out (fresh air and what not) and that that might help her feel more chipper.  She said no, she couldn’t, she was stuck there doing laundry.  Then she said she woke up groggy and was not quite sure of her day plans when we spoke.   She then called me and said she missed me.  We chatted and then hung up.

About 20 minutes later, I translated her phone call and called her back.  I said, “I’ve translated your phone call.”  She asked what the heck I was talking about.  I said, “You said you missed me and and that you were stuck doing laundry and that you were groggy this morning.  That all translated into: I changed my mind, can I come over?”

She paused for a moment and then said, “That’s an accurate translation.”

She’s on her way over now.

I told a friend about this.  He said, “That’s not Latina.  That’s Woman.  You’re learning to speak Woman.  Good job!”

RANDOM FTW!