My friends and I were at a roadstop fast food place which was like many high volume places in Tokyo (but few where I live). You put in money, push the button of your choice like a vending machine, and get a ticket to bring to the front when your order is ready. I picked French fries, which I hadn’t had in forever. When my number was called, I went up and only small salad in the window. I sat back down, and they called me again. Still, just a salad. So I handed my ticket to the guy anyways. He pushed the salad closer. Confusing.
I briefly considered my options. (A) Be the American who points at the salad she ordered (mistakenly, so it seems) and scream “FRENCH FRIES PLEASE” in terrible Japanese. (B) Take the salad.
The salad was splendid.
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FUNNY!!!!
Thanks so much for leaving that comment on youtube. I guarantee you it means the world to him!
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