language barrier

ohhh... this was funny... i will try and transcribe a conversation of sarah K trying to order a simple can of lift... (we were at vietnamese restaurant)

sarahK - um, yeh, can i just get a can of lift with a glass of ice?
lass - oh, yes. wine? you want?
sarahK - no, just some lift, the soft drink and some ice.
lass - what sort of wine you want?
sarahK - no... you know, the soft drink. lemon fizzy drink...
lass - oh, ice tea? lemon ice?
sarah K - yeh, lift...
lass - ok. yes. lemon ice tea.

the lass leaves the table and i roll my eyes in a "making fun of racists way" ...

sarahK - i fucking hate iced tea.

a few minutes later, sarah still wants her effing lift. so, it was my turn to order to another lass.

benCH - hey, sorry, can i just get a can of lift... have you guys got lift?
lass - um...
benCH - you know... soft drink... sprite... coke... fanta... lift?
lass - oh yes, yes. lift. ok. just 1 can?
benCH - yes thanks. cool. thank you.

and just like that ... BAM!