Rune-Sore-Bees

 

Language proficiency is part of the international contracting scene. This exchange between the hotel staff ("RS" for "Room Service") and an English-speaking traveler ("HG" for "Hotel Guest") was recorded in the "Far-East Economic Review".

 

RS: 

 Morny. Rune-sore-bees.

 

HG:

Oh, sorry. I thought I dialed Room Service.

   

RS:

Rye, rune-sore-bees. Morny. Djewish to odor sunteen?

   

HG:

Uh... yes. I'd like some bacon and eggs.

   

RS:

Ow July then?

 

HG:

 What?

 

RS:

Aches. Ow July then? Pry, boy, pooch...?

 

HG:

Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry. Scrambled please.

   

RS:

 Ow July thee baycome? Crease?

   

HG:

 Crisp will be fine.

   

RS:

 Okay. An Santos?

   

HG:

 What?

   

RS:

 Santos. July Santos?

   

HG:

 Ugh. I don't know... I don't think so.

   

RS:

No. Judo one toes?

   

HG:

 Look, I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what "judo one toes" means. I'm sorry.

 

RS:

Toes! Toes! Why djew Don Juan toes? Ow bow cenglish mopping we bother?

 

HG:

 English muffin! I've got it! You were saying toast! Fine. An English muffin will be fine.

   

RS:

We bother?

   

HG:

 No. Just put the bother on the side.

   

RS:

 Wad?

   

HG:

 I'm sorry. I meant butter. Butter on the side.

   

RS:

 Copy?

   

HG:

 I feel terrible about this but...

 

RS:

 Copy. Copy, tea, mill...

 

HG:

 Coffee! Yes, coffee please. And that's all.

 

RS:

 One Minnie. Ass rune torino fee, strangle aches,
crease baycome, tossy cenglish mopping we bother honey sigh, and copy. Rye?

   

HG:

 Whatever you say.

   

RS:

Okay. Tendjewberrymud.

   

HG:

 You're welcome.

   


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