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This is a bilingual joke for the Hispanicists amongst you . Humble apologies for the lack of tildes , upside-down
exclamation marks etc . I am on a French computer .
José Garcia Fernandez arrives in London , only to find that he has forgotten to pack his socks . He does not speak English , and he hates gesticulating . The next day , he wanders sad and sockless around Knightsbridge , but finally , to his joy , he sights Harvey Nichols . He is on that famous corner near Sloane Square ...
He rushes into the shop , and manages to attract the attention of a salesman :
José : Hola , buenos dias , Senor . Quisiera comprar calcetines , por favor .
Harvey Nichols chappie : ..um..
José : calcetines
H.N.C. : I am afraid that we only speak English here , sir .
José : Joder . Calcetines . Qué no es tan complicado ! Estoy harto ya de andar sin calcetines en esta ciudad . No sabes vender , o qué ?
H.N.C. : I am afraid we only speak English here , sir .
Being a pragmatic sort of man , the Harvey Nichols man finally understands that the Spaniard would like to buy something . He holds up a tie .
José : No , no , no . Tengo ocho corbatas !
He holds up a belt .
José : Tampoco !
A shirt ....
José : Joder , no ! Y qué color mas feo !
After displaying braces , trousers , shoes .... the patient salesman finally holds up a pair of socks .
José ( with great joy) ESO SI QUE ES !
The salesman ( in a slightly sniffy voice) : Well sir ,I see that you can SPELL what you required . Why couldn't you have said so earlier ?
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