The Samoan

5 Jun

I’m Mexican American. I learned English, but was never taught Spanish.  So I’ve always had to let people know, who started to talk to me in Spanish, that I didn’t know Spanish.  I’ve learned to say the words “No Hablo Espanol” very well actually.

I was working at a department store off of Main Street.  If you’re from San Diego, you know that Main Street is pretty close to the border.  So we get a lot of Mexicans that come over to purchase things.  I was a cashier, and was really great at my job. I was always kind to people and when someone would speak to me in Spanish, I would politely tell them, “No hablo Espanol.”  I’ve said this sentence so many times.  You would think I was joking with you about not being able to speak Spanish since I’ve said it so perfectly.

One day a very old Mexican lady came up to my check out counter with a lot of stuff that she wanted to purchase. I greeted her, she nodded and I began ringing her up.  I noticed I started to get a line as well, so I called for assistance for another cashier.  As I finally finished ringing her up, I told her the total.  Then she spoke to me in Spanish.  I thought to myself, “Damn, here we go again,” and told her the phrase, “No hablo Espanol.”  She was shocked at what I said, looked at my name badge and asked why I don’t speak Spanish.  She then proceeded to ridicule me at the fact I didn’t speak Spanish and that I should be ashamed of myself for being a disgrace to all Mexicans.  After what was a 10 minute speech, that everyone was listening to, she asked me a question that will live with me for the rest of my life.  She asked, “Aren’t you Mexican?”  There was a little pause, guests waited to hear my response and my co-worker was wondering what I was going to do.

So I took a deep breathe and said, “No ma’am, I’m actually Samoan.” She froze for a moment AND IN PERFECT ENGLISH said, “Oh I’m sorry, well have a great day,” and walked away.   As the next guest came up to me I began to ring them up. He stopped me and asked me, “Are you really Samoan?” I looked at everyone that was curious as well, and said, “Nope, I’m Mexican.” Everyone began laughing. That was the day I will always remember when I was Samoan for 10 minutes.

-Antonio-.

Who does a road trip to Cleveland?

26 Mar

The Hinges had another fun night at Finest City Improv with another crazy scene made up on the spot.  Four guys in two separate cars trying to make a road trip to Cleveland interrupted by their crazy gal pal who wasn’t invited on the trip.  Vanessa Anton is known for playing crazy, looney, out-there characters and we were very happy to be very disturbed by it.  Antonio even busted out some spanish words….. Gio was disappointing on the other hand, not knowing a word or Tagalog.

The suggestion was a trip to Las Vegas and the things that stay in Vegas.  We just decided maybe Cleveland was a better place.  You know what they say in Cleveland….  WHAT HAPPENS IN CLEVELAND……. IS NOT AMUSING WHATSOEVER.
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March 24th

21 Mar

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Come by Finest City Improv this Thursday night, March 24th for a little Hinges action on stage.

August 27, 2015

22 Aug

Hinges at Finest City Improv

The Hinges are at it again traveling all the way to Finest City Improv on August 27, 2015.

Visit Finest City Improv for ticket info!!!

 

August 7, 2015 at Finest City Improv

9 Jul

The Hinges return to Finest City Improv on August 7, 2015.  Visit Finest City Improv for ticket info!!!