I gave the waitress what I felt like a pretty was a very well-spoken statement in Chinese of “I would like the chicken please, and not very spicy.”
This 70 year old bag/waitress proceeded to act like I was speaking fucking Swahili after I gave my order.
After my 4th attempt to repeat myself, I decided to go to the hand gestures.
I gave what I thought were two very easy to understand signals, one for chicken, and one for not spicy.
I even bocked like a chicken when I put my hands under my arms and pretended to flap my imaginary wings.
So, what did the old bag do?
She promptly returned to my table with a plate FULL of some of the SPICIEST, and shittiest BEEF (not chicken) I ever had.
Hats off, Old Lady!
You got me on that one! ha!
Sometimes, it is harder than others to have a sense of humor here. But, you really need it to stay out of trouble sometimes.