@Humpleupagus
Good story you'll enjoy. I learned a little Spanish back when I did some prison time in the 90s. A lot of joints I built time in, my choices were to talk to niggers or Mexicans due to none of my people being there. I chose the latter.

FF to present day Guatemalan influx coming to my barbershop. Most of them are pretty nice, working in factories but can't speak a lick of English and don't bother to learn. Just show me pics of how they want their hair cut.

There's one exception. Dude named Martin. Real shitbird. Comes in every week, wanting some high heeled sock of a complicated cut and he's barking orders at me in Spanish the whole time I'm cutting his hair like I'm his bitch. I don't need this shit. I have plenty of business so I decided to nip it in the bud about a month ago. I must've pissed him off because he hasn't been back since.

I told him "Yo se lo que estoy haciendo. Ok amigo? Mira! Esta aqui en mi maquina. Soy El Maestro. En ingles es The Master."