Today I walked down to the cafe on the first floor of my job. I eat at 11:00am, because I don't have patience for indecisive people when it comes to the menu, especially during the 12:00pm lunch hour. Whenever I do decide to buy food from the cafe this is what happens:

chef: Hola Senora Cornee!
me: Hi!
chef: Can I help you? (spanish accent)
me: Yeah...can I have a grilled cheese with fries, please? (smiling)
chef: Heh? (turns his head sideways)
me grilled cheese with fries!
chef: Heh?
me: Grilled Cheese!
chef: Grilled cheese?
me Yeah...with fries!
chef: Grilled cheese with fries?
me: YES! (smiling)
chef: Ooookay!

After lunch I found out that he's deaf in one ear. Go figure!!!!