Given that I speak Spanish, my husband takes full advantage of this, and is always asking me to translate something he’s recently seen or heard.
So the other night he asked me to come into his office, and when I got there he turned up the music he was playing on his computer and asked, “Can you understand what they’re saying?”
As far as I could tell, there weren’t any actual words to the song, only a bunch of people singing different variations of “Oohs” and “Ahs”.
I kept waiting, desperately wanting to hear the words my husband claimed were there so that I could give him the answer he was looking for. But wait as I might, they never came, and eventually I was going to have to respond to my husband’s waiting look.
“Eeeh, ahhh, oooh,” I offered timidly, wondering if maybe this was some sort of trick question.
Apparently it wasn’t, because the next thing I new I saw a rude gesture flung my way. (Despite the fact that during the entire time I was in his office, listening, THERE WERE NO WORDS TO BE HEARD.)