Me and my CHINGLISH
 

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I believe I confused the restaurant manager at a Chinese restaurant in Milpitas today.

When he asked me in Cantonese what kind of tea I wanted, I replied back in English regarding what the choices are.  As a result of my English, he started naming the teas in English.  Problem is I only recognize the different teas by the Cantonese names and not the English names so I asked him to repeat it again in Cantonese.  I believe I confused him by requesting he speak Cantonese even though I was speaking English.  It probably didn't help later when I ordered our dinner speaking both English and Chinese.   Good 'ol Chinglish.
 
Later when he took our money from the bill, I guess he wasn't sure what to speak to me anymore after my mixing it up so he just gave me the thank you in both English followed by Cantonese.   :-D