A rainy Monday afternoon Nothing to do but go to the mall. Avatar had opened a few days before. Good ol’ American high tech escapism. We were tempted, but too tired, to wait for the 3D showing three hours later. We felt like tired, shabby avatars ourselves. Just enough time for American mall junk food. What a treat! I figured I could order while Maureen looked for sushi. Or so I thought. Pointing, in flawless high school Spanish I ordered menu item #2, a double cheese burger. “Uno?” the young lady at the counter asked. “Uhh, si, uno de numero dos,” I replied. “Dos?” “Uhhh, si, numero dos, doble.” She paused, looking at me, like I wasn’t done, so I added, for clarity, “Hamburguesa con queso.” “You want two?” “Uhhhhh….” We looked at each other doubtfully.
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