In the bakery near school yesterday (Panadería Inglés, I
highly recommend it), the TV was playing
Chile's Got Talent, where some unappealing guy was trying very hard to sing a song, and failing. He could have been more out of tune, but he couldn't have been more earnest or self-assured about a really bad performance. The women behind the counter were, like the rest of us, mesmerized by the train wreck.
I finally got bored watching, and in Spanish I said to one of them, "Maybe a little more practice?"
She snarfed her tea, told her co-worker while she dried herself off, and they both cracked up laughing.
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