I love to travel, especially because I get to challenge gender expectations around the world. Whether it's the "m'sieur" in Paris or the "sir/ma'am/whatever" in Mississippi (okay, that last one happened to a friend of mine, not to me...but it's a good one), language fails me in the honorific. Soooo..... this year, the first "sir" of the holiday season:
Dec 16, 11:30 a.m. Mountain Time: At the "Que Bueno!" Mexican grill in the Denver airport. I'm en route to Missoula with a 2-hour layover. On a scale of 1-5, this mishap was a "1," really, since the cashier auto-corrected before he got to the "r" in "sir," so it was really a "what kind of soda do you want, siiii(r)ma'am?"
But the tacos were good. I wonder if the beef came from a boy or a girl cow.
16 December 2007
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