Don’t Count Your Chickens
(Every summer, a group of young Italian students come over to study English, and they eat dinner everyday at our canteen.)
Girl: “Pasta.”
Me: “Which one? I have chicken and plain pasta?”
Girl: “This.” *points at the chicken pasta* “No chicken.”
Me: “You can have the plain pasta, then?” *points at the plain pasta*
Girl: “No, this. No chicken.”
(Guess who had to pick all the little pieces of chicken out from the chicken pasta?)
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
