So today I'm rocking out on the toy drums and I get an instant message form one of my xbox live contacts. Now, I don't know who these people are, necessarily, because everyone has a pseudonym. I'm going to recount the conversation for you, now, and you tell me if this gets very weird by the end. I'll put quotes only around the phrases I remember clearly, otherwise I'll be paraphrasing.
R:"hola" (Spanish for "hi")
T:"como te va" (Spanish for "how's it going" I'm a polite guy, even if I have no idea who you are)
R:bueno y tu como estas (Spanish for "good and how are you)
T:"podria esar peor pero mi espanol no es bueno" ("could be worse by my Spanish is not good")
R: a bunch of Spanish I understood very little of
T:Spanish for I didn't understand that at all
T:"quieres jugar rock band" ("do you want to play rock band" One track mind, here, no?)
R:"orale" (I've no idea what this means, I'm going to look it up, hold on...
From the urban dictionary :
| | orale | |
| | Spanish word used among Mexicans meaning 'right on', 'hell yes', 'okay' and 'alright'; usually said enthusiastically. There's going to be tons of free beer at the quincenera, want to go? Orale! | |
Oh, so that was cool, I guess.
t: some Spanish that I hope approximated "have a nice day, but i cannot continue in Spanish"
Wait for it... this is where things go all kooky on me.
R:"bye"
R:"i see you soon"
R:"I love you"
Hold the eff on! "I love you?"! "see you soon"! I only know one person who might say they loved me and speaks anything close to this level of Spanish, so i say:
t:"i'm nosure who you are" (yeah, i spelled "not sure" as "nosure" texting from drum set is hard, so step off.)
But wha wha wha wait it gets worse...
R:"it's your daughter consuela" (OK, "consuela" is a pseudonym. but putting names up here is against my policy, so I substituted her pretty name for another.)
I stared at that for thirty seconds trying to wrap my head around it. Then I typed:
T:"i don't have a daughter"
R:"yes you do. you have three of them"
At this point all I want to do is wake up from the obviously drug addled nightmare I've fallen into and kill the person who slipped me a mickey. Of, course I'm sober and this seems to be really happening. Clearly what we have here is a case of mistaken identity, but my name shows up when I text so we're looking at a pretty big coincidence, here. Anyway, onward!
t:"OK. have a nice day" (what the hell did you expect me to say? I just want to go away, by now.)
R:"bye"
R:"i see you soon"
R:"you are the gentle man in the world"
What?!
R:"I love you"
OK, what the hell was all of that?
If someone here is the other end of this conversation, I'd like for you to come clean. This is weirding me out.
3 comments:
I have this image of a little spanish girl, still waiting by her XBOX, hoping daddy will log in and play Rock Band with her. You are a bad person, We-Evil. But in such a good way.
I swear it wasnt me. I swear to god...
~Sky
Clarissa? Triplets? Hmmm? How old would the girls be? Can't wait to meet them!
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