Lost in Translation

So we went to McDonald's. It is considered more upscale here than in the States. I mean  hamburger, fries and a coke cost about $10 so I guess so right? Ricardo went with Javier to order Subway, which by the way is better here too. (More meat on the sandwich!) I went with Ian to order his McDonald's. I get to the counter and ask the girl in Portuguese for a hamburger with only ketchup, fries and a coke for Ian. She did not understand so I had to repeat myself. Didn't work. She excused herself and got her manager. He came over and politely asked what I wanted. You know in movies how the actor talks loud and slow to someone who doesn't speak English or who is deaf and thinks that will make them understand? Well I tried that. So I said "UM HAMBURGER. SO COM KETCHUP." Yes I did pause between as indicated my the period. Oh and I held up my index finger in case he did not get the number correct. He looked at me and turned to the girl taking the order and said, "Um hamburger, so com ketchup." He turned back and asked if there was anything else. I said, "FRITAS. PEQUENAS." Again holding up my index finger to indicate one. He turned to the girl and said, "Fritas, pequenas." And to drink he asked me? "UM COKE ZERO. PEQUENO." He turned to the girl. "Coke zero, pequeno." He also argued with her that I was actually speaking Portuguese. But the poor girl did not understand what I said. Maybe my accent threw her?

Well Ian got his order, and of course it was screwed up. The hamburger had everything on it. He hates pickles. Who hates pickles? They are the best! And McDonald's is the only place to get an actual pickle and not these marinated cucumber things they try to pass off as pickles. So I got a pickle fix, yey me! And Ian got his burger, fries and coke. Just took a little work to get it.