Saturday, January 31, 2009

Clean Your Palate

FYI, Veggie Mom wrote this as her final January contribution to the Random Complexity Writing Challenge. 181 words.

Nerves jangled; bells rang in her ears. The 23-year-old still smelled slightly of frat keggers and 2 a.m. runs to Jack-in-the-Box.

Now she found herself in Mexico City. Dressed to impress. On a business trip.

Adiós, Corona-infused nights on the crowded porch of a run-down, college-row house.

Bienvenido to the world of cocktail parties at expense-account restaurants.

Thank God for the four years of high school Spanish, followed by a college minor. At least she might have a decent conversation.

In the restaurant of the four-star hotel on Paseo de la Reforma, she contemplated the breakfast menu. Huevos, for sure. But I can’t read this—the words all look the same. So much for the post-secondary degree.

I’ll just wing it. Thanks, Señorita Toliver, for teaching me something way back in 9th grade. Who knew that Español Uno would come in handy?

Huevos y jabón, por favor.” Luckily, the waiter wasn’t a literal guy. And he had patience with the newbie gringa, trying to act so adulta.

Her stomach was twisted in knots already. Soap and eggs would have been quite unsettling.


Melissa B. said...

Oh, I get it! Jabon=soap; Jamon=ham. Aren't you lucky you didn't get eggs with a few slices of Irish Spring melted on top!

Tara R. said...

That's probably what I would have ordered. I can't remember any of my high school Spanish, well enough to get myself in trouble.

Michele said...

Oh, is there more?

quitecontrary1977 said...

you're quite a good writer!

Ryan Ashley Scott@Optimistic Cynicism said...

Soap and eggs... nice. Great post, enjoyed reading it very much.

Mrs4444 said...

Cute. Looks like you had fun :)

Pseudonymous High School Teacher said...

I came by way of Melissa's because of the dog and stick photo.

You have a lot of intersting stuff going on over here and I liked this writing piece.

Marrdy said...

I'm scared to think what I may have ordered. You really should write for a living! (and not just a blog)

Michelle said...

Hee hee! I love it. Too cute, but lucky the waiter helped. I can imagine the laugh he got afterwards though!