I had lunch at a place called the International Diner the other day.
I sat down at a table, the waitress came over and the conversation went something like this…
Waitress: “Are you very Hungary?”
Me: “Yes, Siam.”
Waitress: “What would you like me to Serbia?”
Me: “I’ll have a Turkey sandwich and a cup of coffee.”
Waitress: “Would you like anything India coffee?”
Me: “Just a Cuba sugar would be fine.”
Waitress: “Okay, I’ll Russia your order.”
Me: “I hope the sandwich doesn’t have any Greece on it.”
It was quite a bizarre experience really, I still can’t Belize what happened.