La-ia ROFL
#1
Le-ia ROFL
This just happened yesterday...
Every so often, I get called into court for a case concerning the vehicle we had in our possesion. It goes a little something like this...
Prosecutor: So you had the vehicle, (add in your own make and model here), during (add dates) and did you notice that the left rear taillight was out.
Me: No, sir, we don't test drive them.
Prosecutor: So you did drive it, didn't you?
Me: If it is driveable, yes, we need to park them, but we're not looking to buy it we just store the vehicle.
Prosecutor: So you're saying that the light was operational.
Me: No, what I'm saying is I haven't a clue whether it was or not.
And so it goes, since I represent the company and we were the legal custodian of it last... blah, blah, blah... you get the gist.
So, I'm there for a quick in and out testimony and they just started the proceedings before the case I was to testify at. Can't remember the particulars (I had to leave laughing) but they were talking about a child involved and they referred to her as Le-ia Davidson. Pronounced lay-eye-a.
Then the mother who's sitting in the gallery, who's black, does this loud "Hrrumph!" in court. At first everyone shrugs it off and they continue to read the statement and mention the teenager's name again.
Again, much louder, the mother interrupts the court proceedings.
The judge, who happened to be an elderly hispanic man, looks over to the woman. A bailiff asks her to be quiet. But she refuses, "Well he's saying her name wrong!"
Then the judge speaks up, "And what may that be, ma'am?"
"The dash is not silent!"
There's a long pause and you can see the confusion on almost everyone's face.
"Excuse me," says the judge finally.
"The dash! The dash is not silent!"
"So..." says the judge "L-E-dash-I-A is pronounced lee-da-shee-ah?"
"No, no, no... " she says "it's lee-da-shee-AYE!"
Again a pause, a few of us, myself included, in the court snort and chuckle.
The judge just smiled, "My apologies. I guess I'm new to the English language and had somehow missed that letter. Up til now I was under the assumption there was only 26. My bad, ma'am."
Alot of us laughed out loud long enough that the judge had to bang the gavel a couple of times and I went out into the hall and waited there instead.
Every so often, I get called into court for a case concerning the vehicle we had in our possesion. It goes a little something like this...
Prosecutor: So you had the vehicle, (add in your own make and model here), during (add dates) and did you notice that the left rear taillight was out.
Me: No, sir, we don't test drive them.
Prosecutor: So you did drive it, didn't you?
Me: If it is driveable, yes, we need to park them, but we're not looking to buy it we just store the vehicle.
Prosecutor: So you're saying that the light was operational.
Me: No, what I'm saying is I haven't a clue whether it was or not.
And so it goes, since I represent the company and we were the legal custodian of it last... blah, blah, blah... you get the gist.
So, I'm there for a quick in and out testimony and they just started the proceedings before the case I was to testify at. Can't remember the particulars (I had to leave laughing) but they were talking about a child involved and they referred to her as Le-ia Davidson. Pronounced lay-eye-a.
Then the mother who's sitting in the gallery, who's black, does this loud "Hrrumph!" in court. At first everyone shrugs it off and they continue to read the statement and mention the teenager's name again.
Again, much louder, the mother interrupts the court proceedings.
The judge, who happened to be an elderly hispanic man, looks over to the woman. A bailiff asks her to be quiet. But she refuses, "Well he's saying her name wrong!"
Then the judge speaks up, "And what may that be, ma'am?"
"The dash is not silent!"
There's a long pause and you can see the confusion on almost everyone's face.
"Excuse me," says the judge finally.
"The dash! The dash is not silent!"
"So..." says the judge "L-E-dash-I-A is pronounced lee-da-shee-ah?"
"No, no, no... " she says "it's lee-da-shee-AYE!"
Again a pause, a few of us, myself included, in the court snort and chuckle.
The judge just smiled, "My apologies. I guess I'm new to the English language and had somehow missed that letter. Up til now I was under the assumption there was only 26. My bad, ma'am."
Alot of us laughed out loud long enough that the judge had to bang the gavel a couple of times and I went out into the hall and waited there instead.
Last edited by Palindari™; 04-30-2009 at 05:23 PM.
#6
Damn, not surprised....I will just leave it at that haha.
#10
I don't know where you live but my friend told me that story 2 months ago. His sister works in a hospital and the mother of one of the kids spoke up when she kept calling her daughter la a saying its ladasha, the dash aint silent. When he told me I couldn't stop laughing, poor kid.