Room Service

A telephonic exchange between a hotel guest and room-service, at a hotel in Asia, which was recorded and published in the Far East Economic Review...

Room Service: Morny, ruin sorbees.
Guest: Sorry, I thought I dialed room-service.
Room Service: Rye, Ruin sorbees, morny! Djewish to oder sunteen??
Guest: Uh, yes, I'd like some bacon and eggs.
Room Service: Ow July den?
Guest: What??
Room Service: Ow July den? Pry, boy, pooch?
Guest: Oh, the eggs! How do I like them? Sorry, scrambled please.
Room Service: Ow July dee bayhcem ... crease?
Guest: Crisp will be fine.
Room Service: Hokay. An San tos?
Guest: What?
Room Service: San tos. July San tos?
Guest: I don't think so...
Room Service: No? Judo one toes??
Guest: I feel really bad about this, but I don't know what 'judo one toes' means.
Room Service: Toes! Toes! Why djew Don Juan toes? Ow bow singlish mopping we bother?
Guest: English muffin!! I've got it! You were saying "Toast." Fine. Yes, an English muffin will be fine.
Room Service: We bother?
Guest: No, just put the bother on the side.
Room Service: Wad?
Guest: I mean butter ... just put it on the side.
Room Service: Copy?
Guest: Sorry?
Room Service: Copy, tea, mill?
Guest: Yes. Coffee please, and that's all.
Room Service: One Minnie. Ass ruin torino fee, strangle ache, crease baychem, tossy singlish mopping we bother honey sigh, and copy ... rye?
Guest: Whatever you say.
Room Service: Tendjewberrymud.
Guest: You're welcome.



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