Family (Pre)Tensions

| Related | January 16, 2013

(I’m grocery shopping with my dad.)

Dad: “Next on the list is spicy picante salsa for your brother.”

Me: “Well, ‘picante’ is just Spanish for ‘spicy’, so you can just get any kind that says ‘picante.'”

Dad: “So, when I say ‘spicy picante’, I’m being redundant?”

Me: “Yeah, pretty much.”

(We find our way to the salsa aisle.)

Dad: “Okay… your brother prefers the Pace brand. Is that how it’s pronounced?”

(He’s saying it like the English word pace, like ‘pace around’.)

Me: “Um, well, I don’t know how it’s pronounced in Spanish, but in Italian it’s pronounced ‘pa-chay’. It means peace.”

Dad: “Where did you learn that?”

Me: “In Italy.”

(I went to Italy for a school trip in high school. My dad, of course, knew that as he paid for the whole thing.)

Dad: “Do you have any idea how pretentious you sound?”

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