I Say, Old Bean!
I am in the car with my mother driving. We pull up to a fast food place; the dining area is already closed but the drive-thru is open all night. My mum hates drive-thru because English is not our native language and she sometimes has a hard time understanding everything through the speaker.
Employee: “What can I get for you?”
Mum: “A large Coke and a bean burrito, please.”
Employee: “That was a large Coke and a beef burrito?”
Mum: “No, a bean burrito.”
Employee: “Beef burrito?”
That goes on for a while, until my mum spells it out.
Mum: “B-E-A-N!”
Employee: “Oh, so, one bean burrito. Not beef. Got it. Anything else?”
Mum: “Yes, one beef burrito, please.”
She actually didn’t realize how weird the conversation was, not even when I burst out laughing hysterically and the employee gave her a death stare.