Well, Just when I think I'm doing really well with my Hungarian classes, I go out into the world and fall flat on my face while trying to do something as basic as shop at a "Big Box Store"-
This was the problem today. One of the problems really. I got in line at the cashier, and she held it up and said something unintelligible to me. It could have been "E két, egy ma már tudjuk, akkor kap egy másikat, mert ez ingyenes" ("This is two-for-one today; you should go get another one because it's free." Or she could have been saying, "Ez a dolog okoz rákot, olvastam a hírekben. Ez mind pedig emlékeztetett holnap." ("This stuff causes cancer; I read it in the news. It's all being recalled tomorrow.") I just don't know.... I never will.
I trotted out my usual "Sajnálom, én nem beszélek jól magyarul." (I'm sorry, I don't speak Hungarian well.") Usually, if someones speaks a little English they will confess at this point, feeling sorry that I'm such a total illiterate, and repeat what they said in English. Not today. She repeated her warning, (or her offer), and pointed vaguely down the aisle toward customer service, where I might either pick up my free goods, or return it for a full refund. She looked expectantly at me for some sign of comprehension, and then -- she gave up.
I smiled like the simpleton I am, bagged my cancer causing, two-for-one stain remover, and left. I don't know why I feel like such a loser over this one particular thing. There are literally hundreds of things that have happened to me just like this. This one just felt-- bigger. Maybe because she really, Really wanted me to understand. Maybe because I thought I just might be able to. It's just humbling I guess.
1 comment:
Hi Jane,
And what did it turn out to be? Did you ever find out?
Best,
Liz
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