I went to a new grocery store today and actually found cilantro! I was so, sooooo excited... You have NO idea how rare ingredients necessary for making delicious, authentic Mexican food ARE here in The Nawth Country.
Anyhoo, I took my purchases to the register and when the cashier got to the cilantro she asked, "Is this parsley?"
"No," I replied, "it's cilantro."
She rang it up and then said, "Are you from England?"
<insert screeeeeeeeeching sound like a car squealing to a halt>
Me: *blink* *blink*
Me: *looking behind me to see if she's talking to someone else*
Me: *looking back at her to see if she's kidding*
Me: "Ummmm... no? Why?"
Her: "Your accent."
Me: *choking back loud, obnoxious, insulting guffaws* "My what, now?"
Her: "Where are you from?"
Her: "Ohhhh... I was just wondering because of how you said 'cilantro.'"
<insert really long pause while I mull this over in my head>
Me: *finally* "What's wrong with how I say cilantro?"
Her: "Well, you say 'ci-laaaaaawn-tro.'"
Me: "Uh huh... and what do YOU say?"
Her: "Ci-LA (a as in apple)N-tro."
Her: "That's all... I just thought you might be English or something."
Seriously... Rendered. Speechless.
I have been mistaken for many things in my life (okay, so I actually haven't, but still) (I actually sat here and tried to think of something I've been mistaken for but couldn't come up with anything) but I've never been mistaken for sounding English. Not even kind of, a little, or remotely. (Not that I would mind, because I totally dig the accent and swoon every time Simon Cowell opens his mouth, even though he is an ass because it's my absolute favorite accent in the world.)
I'm half flummoxed, half amused. (Okay, wholly amused.)