The following telephone exchange between room-service and a guest at a hotel in Asia was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review.
Hotel: | Morny, ruin sorbees. |
Guest: | Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service. |
Hotel: | Rye! Ruin sorbees ... morny! Jewish to odor sunteen?? |
Guest: | Uh ... yes ... I'd like some bacon and eggs. |
Hotel: | Ow July den? |
Guest: | What?? |
Hotel: | Ow July den ... pry, boy, pooch? |
Guest: | Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please. |
Hotel: | Ow July dee baychem ... crease? |
Guest: | Crisp will be fine. |
Hotel: | Hokay. An San tos? |
Guest: | What? |
Hotel: | San tos. July San tos? |
Guest: | I don't think so. |
Hotel: | No? Judo one toes? |
Guest: | I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo onetoes' means. |
Hotel: | Toes! Toes! ... Why djew Don Juan toes? Ow bow singlishmopping we bother? |
Guest: | English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying 'Toast.' Fine.Yes, an English muffin will be fine. |
Hotel: | We bother? |
Guest: | No, just put the bother on the side. |
Hotel: | Wad? |
Guest: | I mean butter ... just put it on the side. |
Hotel: | Copy? |
Guest: | Sorry? |
Hotel: | Copy ... tea ... mill? |
Guest: | Yes. Coffee please, and that's all. |
Hotel: | One Minnie. Ass strangle ache, creasebaychem, tossy singlish mopping we bother honey sigh, and copy... rye? |
Guest: | Whatever you say. |
Hotel: | Ten jew berry mud. |
Guest: | You're welcome. |