Today’s post comes from Clyde.
Trying to help my fingers type better, I ordered a new keyboard from Amazon, one that has raised keys that clack like a typewriter. I may not have it long; Sandy has keyboard lust.
It came with two things that did not arouse my confidence in the product. The first was the little white plastic object that is the header picture for this post. My son figured out what it is. I will leave it to you to guess. The second was the warranty card, which is in this photograph.
Been a while since I have received mangled translation like this. How delightful. I await my three bags of after-sales service.
What have you lost in translation: linguistic, cultural, generational, or political?