Late night. The only thing open is a 24 hour convenience store. I have some bread and crackers, and I'd like some potatoes for tomorrow's breakfast. I want to ask the lady behind the counter "Do you have any potatoes?" in Korean. I ask everything but that.
"Do you have any men?" I start out with.
"Any men?" she asks.
I repeat my question, then realize my mistake.
"No no no," I follow with.
I regroup.
"Let's go are there any?" I ask.
Again, she's confused, much like I would be if someone were to ask me such a grammatically disturbed question as that in English.
She's emerged from behind the counter, and is walking towards me, trying to figure out, possibly, whether I want male strippers or if I'd rather just have her come if there are, indeed, any around.
Finally, I figure out what I'm saying wrong.
"Do you have any potatoes?" I ask.
Crisis averted, I guess. Although, I will admit that I still have the hardest time trying to make sure I don't order teacher when I'm really trying to order fish.
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