I don't know what it is - but lately I am having zero luck placing any type of food order. A couple weeks ago when we were on the family trip we pulled into a McDs for a quick lunch. I placed the order for three happy meals of various configurations. The nice guy (native english speaker) totally acted like he understood me. Hubby brings food to the table with a grin on his face - "just how many happy meals did you order?"
We got 6 of them. Two of which weren't even close to what I ordered.
Tonight hubby asks me to call in an order at our local italian joint for dinner. I order two of the same entree (they didn't have what I originally wanted). The person taking the order read it back to me - yes , two of those.
DH just calls me from the restaurant. How many entrees did you order?
There was only one --- Grrrrrrr!
I now concede placing any orders goes to hubby - because apparently I don't speak english anymore.
Peace,
Amy
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