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2 stories.
fhw=f***-head woman
fhwf= f***-head woman's friend
fhg= f***-head guy
First stories involves fhw and fhwf. I am hispanic, and I'm used to hearing hispanic people, who speak English, have varing accents. Some have strong accents and while my co-workers try to understand them I understand them well. Though there are hispanics with really difficult accents for me to understand...well, mostly because they are using the wrong word anyway.
Fhw's native language is French. Well, I guess it's French, sounds like she has a French accent. I'm just mentioning it because, guess what? Misunderstanding time!
fhw and friend comes in and I give a closed-mouth smile and make with the greeting.
fhw: I am looking for a book on x?.
me: Is that dubois?
fhw: *gives me the are-you-stupid? look* No, it's d-u-b-a-i. It's a city.
me: I'm sorry, I misunderstood you.
fhw: *still looks at me like I'm a f***ing idiot.
me: You have an accent, and I didn't understand you. Now that you spelled it, I can look it up. I'm sorry was it d-u-b-o-i?
fhwf: *looks like she is going to interrupt her friend, but doesn't*
fhw: it's d-u-b-a-i.
me: do you need a travel book or a history book.
fhw: *not giving me are-you-stupid? look* a travel book.
Me: ok, we have this book, here is the call no., and it's on the 3rd floor.
fhw: *giving me another are-you-stupid? look* What is the title?
me: it's simply Dubai.
fhw: Well, is it Lonely Planet? Foder's?
me: let me take a look (And I think, why is she acting that it is obvious that I should give her this info? I just had a person ask for a travel book, and I gave her the call number, and the floor and she happily went away. Lot of people are just happy with the call number, though I also give titles if they ask for a general subject. I don't give titles for travel books because, duh, the name of the country/city is on the spine). It's Lonely Planet.
fhw: I didnt' bring my library card. Can I still check it out?
me: did you bring a picture id with your address on it?
fhw: no, I have these (she has a lot of cardsd on a chaing around her neck. She shows me one that is for a County dept).
me: I'm sorry, it has to be an id with your address.
fhw: *looking crushed* I don't have an id with my address. *starts to go away*
me: You can call and put a hold on it.
fhw: but you gave me the call no. Oh.
Next story. I get on the elevator and some guy (fhg) gets on and there is anothe woman on the elevator. Fhg is on his cell phone, so I don't know if he was talking to me or to the person on the phone.
fhg: *to me* whose on the dime?
me: Um, oh, it's Roosevelt, um FDR (I couldn't remember his first name).
fhg: It can't be! It's Truman!
me *thinking, if you knew the answer why did you ask me?* No, FDR doesn't have glasses on on the coin, so he looks like Truman. Look it up in an encyclopedia.
fhg: *talking on his phone* It's Truman.
me: are you getting off at this floor?
fhg: oh, hee, I forgot to press "2".
fhw=f***-head woman
fhwf= f***-head woman's friend
fhg= f***-head guy
First stories involves fhw and fhwf. I am hispanic, and I'm used to hearing hispanic people, who speak English, have varing accents. Some have strong accents and while my co-workers try to understand them I understand them well. Though there are hispanics with really difficult accents for me to understand...well, mostly because they are using the wrong word anyway.
Fhw's native language is French. Well, I guess it's French, sounds like she has a French accent. I'm just mentioning it because, guess what? Misunderstanding time!
fhw and friend comes in and I give a closed-mouth smile and make with the greeting.
fhw: I am looking for a book on x?.
me: Is that dubois?
fhw: *gives me the are-you-stupid? look* No, it's d-u-b-a-i. It's a city.
me: I'm sorry, I misunderstood you.
fhw: *still looks at me like I'm a f***ing idiot.
me: You have an accent, and I didn't understand you. Now that you spelled it, I can look it up. I'm sorry was it d-u-b-o-i?
fhwf: *looks like she is going to interrupt her friend, but doesn't*
fhw: it's d-u-b-a-i.
me: do you need a travel book or a history book.
fhw: *not giving me are-you-stupid? look* a travel book.
Me: ok, we have this book, here is the call no., and it's on the 3rd floor.
fhw: *giving me another are-you-stupid? look* What is the title?
me: it's simply Dubai.
fhw: Well, is it Lonely Planet? Foder's?
me: let me take a look (And I think, why is she acting that it is obvious that I should give her this info? I just had a person ask for a travel book, and I gave her the call number, and the floor and she happily went away. Lot of people are just happy with the call number, though I also give titles if they ask for a general subject. I don't give titles for travel books because, duh, the name of the country/city is on the spine). It's Lonely Planet.
fhw: I didnt' bring my library card. Can I still check it out?
me: did you bring a picture id with your address on it?
fhw: no, I have these (she has a lot of cardsd on a chaing around her neck. She shows me one that is for a County dept).
me: I'm sorry, it has to be an id with your address.
fhw: *looking crushed* I don't have an id with my address. *starts to go away*
me: You can call and put a hold on it.
fhw: but you gave me the call no. Oh.
Next story. I get on the elevator and some guy (fhg) gets on and there is anothe woman on the elevator. Fhg is on his cell phone, so I don't know if he was talking to me or to the person on the phone.
fhg: *to me* whose on the dime?
me: Um, oh, it's Roosevelt, um FDR (I couldn't remember his first name).
fhg: It can't be! It's Truman!
me *thinking, if you knew the answer why did you ask me?* No, FDR doesn't have glasses on on the coin, so he looks like Truman. Look it up in an encyclopedia.
fhg: *talking on his phone* It's Truman.
me: are you getting off at this floor?
fhg: oh, hee, I forgot to press "2".
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