There is a pizza store in the Jewish Quarter in the
. Generally, they get two types of customers. Old City residents and tourists. Old City residents get a discount. Tourists get spoken to in English. I took my kids with some of their friends for pizza recently. We were a large group so (in my very best Hebrew) I asked the guy behind the counter if he could slice each piece in half. I half-wondered if he would, upon hearing my perfectly accented Hebrew, offer me the Old City resident discount. He did not. Instead, he offered to speak to me in English. I insisted he should rather correct my Hebrew. He paused. Old City
You asked me to chop the pizza.
I am not giving up. I will continue to butcher the Hebrew language until I have made it my own. That said, of course I will still automatically opt to read signs in English. Or better yet, try to figure them out based on the graphic:
NO HAIRCUTTING SCISSORS
NO STAIRCASE LONG-JUMP
NO CLIP ON SHADES
NOW WAIT A MINUTE. THAT'S JUST NOT NICE...
NO FAT GUYS
NO AMERICAN FAST FOOD
Did u guess it yet?