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*Chris arrives at Day Day*

Korean countergirl: Blahblahblah Koreangarblesumnida?

Chris: Ahh... yes.

Korean countergirl: Tee hee! (laughing from behind her hands in that me-so-cutey-and-shy Asian way)

Chris: For sure!

Korean milkshakegirl: Tee hee hee!

Chris: Uh... special toasta? Hana? Hana special toasta?

NOTE: Special toasta is the only sandwich I know how to order. And hana = one.

Korean countergirl: Jujongdemongbabamoose?

Chris: Sounds good. (NOTE: It did not, in fact, sound good. It sounded like an intimidating brand of body lotion.)

Korean countergirl: One thousand and... and... and... five.

Chris: And five.

Korean countergirl: And five. Won. Give now.

Chris: Money!

Korean countergirl: Yes, mon-ee! (giggles)

*Chris gives Korean countergirl some money.*

Korean countergirl: You... American?

Chris: Sweet fuck no! Canada. From CANADA.

Korean countergirl: Canada?

Chris: CA-NA-DA. No America!

Korean countergirl: Canada! Good boy!

Chris: Yes... sexy.

Korean countergirl and milkshakegirl: Tee hee hee!

Chris: I like your hats.

NOTE: They were wearing santa hats that said "I Believe in the Santa".

Korean countergirl: Tee hee hee! Here is special toasta one!

*Chris takes the sandwich. He is drunk and hungry!*

Chris: Komsumnida! Bye.

*Chris turns to leave, cursing himself for talking and describing his actions in annoying third person dialogue.*

Korean countergirl: ByebyeIloveyou!

Korean milkshakegirl: ByebyeIloveyounow!

I really think that food places back home would have skyrocketing customer satisfaction ratings if they forced their employees to declare their love for each and every customer. I always leave Day Day with a sandwich in a bag and a big stupid grin on my face.

Posted by Chris at 09:24 AM >> Commentations (2)