K-Town

Dropped by K-town to pick up a remote control we left at a restaurant. I tried explaining to the hostess what I was looking for, but we were having a lot of difficulty understanding one another. I said, "Remote Control. Television." I made clicking gestures. She looked at me like I was an idiot.

I said, "Saturday. Lost and Found."

She said, "Saturday!"

I said, "Si. El television," and continued a ramble in my less-than-steller Spanish. This tactic seemed to work as she ruffled through the lost and found and came up with the desired remote control.

I'm not sure what's funnier, the fact that I started speaking in Spanish or the fact that she understood.