No Speakay English!

I have recently accepted the facts about immigrant workers in the New Orleans area as being plain okay. At first it was a little strange and I’ll admit a little hard to get used to. I went to Safari the other day to get one of those fancy car washes. I was about to leave with the car and did not realize I had to show them the receipt to get my car back. The dude made the international sign for “Do you have a cigarette?” I was handing him a cigarette when he said “No, No, Receblahblahblah -iente~”. Of course this is a rough version of only what I heard. I looked at him with possibly the most horrific confused face he had ever seen. Then another guy comes up and says “recepio, uh receeeeepata!” Then I knew what he meant. All was good. I figure if people who don’t speak English are going to live and work here, it might help to learn a bit of the language they speak. Thats all for now.

The Indian man who owns the convenience store next to the restaurant speaks English perfectly as well as his native tongue though I have no idea what the language is in India. He recently learned Spanish because now 30% of his customers don’t speak English. Okay, I’m being to nice about everything. It is paining me in my heart to say good things about anything.

I hear the mayor is going to run for congress when Bill “Weezy” Jefferson gets booted out. Will anyone join me in a mass writing campaign to MAKE him run for congress so we can get someone else to be mayor? I never thought I would hope to see Massa Ray run for anything, but anywhere else than here is the best for all of us.

I went to Cooter Brown’s Saturday night. I accidentally put a twenty in the online jukebox and had 80 credits to kill. If any of you were there and had to sit through Motorhead and DEVO for three hours I whole heartedly apologize.

I forgot who, but one of the other authors wrote about Fiorella’s and having a bad experience. I have to agree, After I killed a giant cockroach sitting on the porthole above my head, I indulged in possibly the worst Roast Beef poboy I had ever eaten. The place was filthy but it was open. The onion rings were good.

Being recently freed from any obligations, I forgot how nice it was to see old friends. Mad props to Kizzo and Otto’s owner for hanging til 4am Saturday night. “The Thrill ” could not hang as usual. He gets drunk too fast.

I am going to start working late nights but will have the weekends off, so if anyone wants to come by the restaurant and hang out and eat we will be opening til 12 midnight soon. Unfortunately, my financial backers wish to keep the location of the place off of Metroblogging because I say some pretty stupid shit from time to time and they don’t want to be associated with my sarcastic bullshit. If you dig around you’ll figure it out. I will say that I hold the restaurant not responsible for any of the opinions or comments posted by me to this website.

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6 Comments so far

  1. The Thrill (unregistered) on June 6th, 2007 @ 9:35 pm

    Dammit! I started drinking at 6pm at the WYES beer taste. I am older, fatter and balder and can’t last from 6pm to 4am!

    The trash heap has spoken… :)

  2. danf (unregistered) on June 8th, 2007 @ 1:46 pm

    I’m still mad that fiorella’s is a shit-hole now, thanks to the freakin goth’s. I think I found a nose ring in my sandwich the last time I went, which will be the last time.

  3. Laurie (unregistered) on June 9th, 2007 @ 4:26 pm

    During Post Nationalism our fathers, mothers, grandmothers, and grandfathers were forced to learn English in order to attend school.

    English is our National language we do not need an ammendment to the constitution.

    What exactly is the foreseeable problem?

    We are not speaking French and are not represented by a turkey!


  4. Therese (unregistered) on June 10th, 2007 @ 7:26 am

    Need I remind people the awful discrimination our Creole and Cajun brethren faced for their not being fluent Anglophones? The law banning the use of non-English languages of LA was awful, and I hope that Louisianians have grown beyond that. My mother can no longer speak French because she doesn’t feel comfortable doing so, thanks to the years of the repressive language rules in the schools she attended.

    That being said: New arrivals, contracted foreign workers, etc. — they’re all adults. Learning another language as an adult is *not* easy, and when you’re working all day with those who only speak your native language and don’t have the money (or access) to attend ESL classes, learning English is *not* easy.

  5. tbc (unregistered) on June 11th, 2007 @ 10:28 pm

    Fair points. However, just fyi many Indians have English as their first langauge (really, check up on me!). Also, Tulane and Loyola shut their ESL programs after the storm for no particularly good reason (always been slow but steady money maker here), so all the teachers left town. Believe me, I knew them. Hours some of the laborers work they have no time to learn English. Shame, as it would help them out no end too…

  6. Laurie (unregistered) on June 15th, 2007 @ 4:34 pm

    English already is our National Language.

    Why are we wasting millions of dinars on something that already exist?

    It was made our National Language when all commerce was done in English.

    tres’ bon chance


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