I have the hardest time posting photos....must contact sailblogs and get to the bottom of it!
Sometimes truth can be stranger than fiction.
I went into town yesterday to get a publico or minivan to take me to the grocery store. After finding one and asking him if he would take me, wait and bring me back, he reluctantly agreed.
Anyway, as we were driving along and making chitchat. He looked at me and in total seriousness asked if I could explain/translate something for him. I happily agreed.
The driver pulled over, got into his brief case and pulled out a pamphlet. He looked it over, pointed to what he did not understand and handed it to me. The pamphlet was an manual explaining how to take a stool sample and send it to the lab!!!! I kid you not
I looked at him and looked around the car thinking I must be getting punk'd or on some dumb gag show. After looking at him again I realized that he was totally serious. He was specifically confused about the use of the word 'stool'. He asked me to translate the part which details how to brush your stool with the given brush and put the brush in the container. He was really baffled by the instructions for a 'loose stool' in which case the brush has to be just swirled around the bowl and placed in the container. Crude, yes but important.
AS I sat there trying to think of the correct translation I could feel the red quickly creeping up my face. I was trying not to laugh which is what I usually do when I am embarressed.I could feel the red heat I just kept thinking O is never going to believe this!!!
The driver was an older retired man and I wanted to avoid embarrassing him or making light of the situation. He was staring at me intently asking "I don't understand what is loose stool". I will not go into the gory details of how I explained it but suffice it to say my spanish was wholy inadequate for the situation. . However, coupled with gestures and sounds I got the message across and tried not to embaress either of us..
All in a days work people...all in a days work.