[Hotel in Berlin after bus + flight + two hour cab ride AKA exhausted]
- Was möchten Sie?
- Tee, bitte.
- Tee.. bitte?
[Long awkward silence. I look at him, probably frowning in a totally confused manner, he stares at me, equally puzzled. Do I really initiate the whole 'Können Sie bitte Englisch sprechen?' just to get a friggin cup of tea? Oh. Light bulb.]
- Eine Tasse Tee, bitte.
Duh. Germans are such sticklers for detail.
[Starbucks lady got English speaking me the next day. She did however respond in German, but all remained well with the world.]