Spanish

Today was a different kind of day. I had a voicemail message from a man who said he needed someone to respond to him in Spanish. Sadly, after years of learning French, I speak it... horribly... which is near useless in this area.

Luckily, one of our newly hired inspectors named Alan is bilingual. I just needed him to translate for me, as the man just needed to know what documents to provide to me to get his shipment released. Alan was nervous, as he didn't really understand the process of my work yet, but he asked good questions.

Needless to say, Alan impressed me greatly. It sounds odd to say that. He obviously grew up in a Spanish-speaking household, but the way he rolled his R's and put the accents in the perfect place sounded amazing. I was envious of his fluency and suddenly I want to learn how to speak Spanish. It certainly would be far more useful.

Maybe I'll pick up Rosetta Stone in the future.