Gaither Moment 01

We got totally crashed (our way of saying swamped) at work today. One of my managers, Eric, likes to sing and make jokes so that we don't get too stressed out.

Eric: La chicaracha, la chicaracha...

Me: "la chicaracha"?

Eric: You know. Spanish.

Me: No. "La cucaracha."

Eric: Oh. sings La cucaracha, la cucaracha.

returns after singing for about five minutes

Eric: What does that mean?

Me: The cockroach.

a look of horror crosses Eric's face. He realizes he has been singing about cockroaches in the Latte Cafe.

I laughed. Eric didn't. As far as I can tell, what he was singing first translates to something like, "the girl gust."