En Español. in Whey and Sonic Screwdrivers.

So anyway, a coworker commented today that I speak a lot of Spanish. I had a massive moment of reflection, as I didn’t even realize I do it. Working with hispanics, it’s a habit to speak Spanish with them whenever I address them.

And I feel I don’t even know a lot of Spanish.

I do it.... Out of respect. I’m painfully white and English is obviously my first language. I have noticed they seem happier when I talk to them in Spanish. As well, as it is their first language, sometimes the communication is a little faster. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve used the phrase “como se dice....” Heck, there’s one coworker who speaks almost no English. Ha, lots of pointing and we got things done.

So, aforementioned coworker mentions this to me, and it almost felt WEIRD to talk in English. I wonder if I slip into Spanish because I’m afraid they won’t understand my English. Broken Spanish over English they can’t comprehend? It’s a thought.

Anyway, I think that covers it.