an american (with a blister) in paris

©kjm

Americans and foreign languages - argh.

Me: [entering a tiny corner shop, after realizing I'm developing a blister on my heel] "Bonjour! [Pause] Do you have...bandages?"
Old Man Behind the Counter: [Confused look] "Sandwiches?"
Me: [slower and making a wrapping motion with my hands] "Bandages?"
O.M.B.C.: [Still looking confused] "Sandwiches?"
Me: "Bandages?"
O.M.B.C.: [Just a shrug]
Me: [Leaving] "Merci!"