— You've been engrossed in that book all morning. What are you reading?

— Nothing. I'm just expanding my vocabulary.

— That's new. About what?

— Money, finances, the economy… whatever you want to call it.

— Coming from you, it sounds serious.

— Dealing with my bank is serious.

— How so?

— It kills me not knowing how to say certain things in English. It's just frustrating. Last time, the woman at the counter looked at me as if I were crazy.

— You mean the blonde? The one who's a little wall-eyed?

— The same.

— Oh, come on, she's nice. Just say, “Me money,” and show her your ID.

— Yeah, and then I’ll start a fire right there by rubbing two pieces of wood together.

— Not if you want to survive after the gorilla at the front door catches you.

— Fire or no fire, I'm going to mess it up anyway.

— Listen, it's not a big deal. Just start by saying something to impress her.

— Like what?

—Something lIke, "Good morning, Ma'am. My economy has experienced cycles of boom and burst lately. I'm facing a slowdown due to the rising of prices, and a fragile willpower. I've certainly had periods of growth alternating with unemployement and low productivity. However, none of that has ever hampered a rapid recovery, once I applied austerity measures. Now, all of that is part of the past. I'm just filthy rich, widening the gap between rich and poor. Can I have my money now?"

— Okay... could you repeat that? But wait until I bring my phone.