The blond client

It was a morning Monday
Streets was lay waste
And the single bar open was “Moon”
A blond guy was sitting on under the sun
He call for the waitress
And in his particular english made his order
She wondered sunk a -WHAT?

SORRY MISTER I HAVEN´T UNDERSTAND YOU
BUT I CAN´T ALLOW MYSELF TO GET FIRED
I´M TERRIBLY NERVOUS AND I´M NOT LIKE THAT
I´M SO SORRY FOR MY BAD ENGLISH
BUT I BEG YOU PLEASE COULD YOU REPEAT YOUR ORDER?”

The blond guy smile and the colombian girl asked him
-“WHY YOU SMILE? WON´T YOU HELP ME?”
-“I smile because of your boss is watching us
And obviously I repeat what I want for you
I want a cup of coffee please”

-“THANK YOU, MISTER”
-“I´m not that old”
-“WHAT?”
-“That you don´t have to say mister”
-“AHH… WELL, SORRY!”