Room Service

    The following is a telephone exchange between
 a hotel guest and room-service, at a hotel in Asia
 which was recorded and published in the Far East
 Economic Review.

Room Service: Morny. Ruin sorbees.

Guest: Sorry, I thought I dialed room service.

Room Service: Rye...Ruin sorbees...morny! 
              Djewish to odor sunteen?

Guest: Uh...I'd like some bacon and eggs.

Room Service: Ow July den?

Guest: What?

Room Service: Ow July den?...pry, boy, pooch?

Guest: Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry,
       scrambled please.

Room Service: Ow July dee bayhcem...crease?

Guest: Crisp will be fine.

Room Service: Hokay An San tos?

Guest: What?

Room Service: San tos July San tos?

Guest: I don't think so.

Room Service: No? Judo one toes?

Guest: I feel really bad about this, but I don't
       know what Judo one toe means.

Room Service: Toes! Toes!...why djew Don Juan toes?
              Ow bow singlish mopping we bother?

Guest: English muffin!!! I've got it! You were saying
       Toast, Fine, Yes, and English muffin will be fine.

Room Service: We bother?

Guest: No...just put the bother on the side

Room Service: Wad?

Guest: I mean butter...just put it on the side

Room Service: Copy?

Guest: Sorry?

Room Service: Copy...tea...mill?

Guest: Yes. Coffee please, and that's all

Room Service: One Minnie. Ass ruin torino fee, strangle
              ache, crease baychem, tossy singlish
              mopping we bother honey sigh, and Copy...rye?

Guest: Whatever you say

Room Service: Tendjewberrymud

Guest: You're welcome

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