I have a joke about nihilism but I guess it doesn't matter

So I have been learning Spanish for years now.  In fact I think I am going to quit using Duolingo because their method of teaching is simply garbage.  Like having a teacher saying "WRONG" when you get a mistake, try to ask the students around you for help, and simply getting none.

On the other hand, I am at a level where I can watch Spanish Language TV, listen to Mexican Radio (I really do like Norteño music), and read their newspapers.  Maybe it is time.

However I really do get a smile with this particular little gem.  It reminds me of one of those commercials we were bombarded with back in the Pre-Cable Days - the Punch line of this will remind you, and if not, ask me in FB for more of the story.

I'll let you read here.



A Mexican man who spoke no English went into a department store to buy socks.

He found his way to the menswear department, where a young lady offered to help him.
"Quiero calcetines," said the man.

"I don't speak Spanish, but we have some very nice suits over here," said the salesgirl.
"No, no quiero trajes. Quiero calcetines," said the man.

"Well, these shirts are on sale this week," declared the salesgirl.
"No, no quiero camisas. Quiero calcetines," repeated the man.

"I still don't know what you're trying to say. We have some fine pants on this rack," offered the salesgirl.
"No, no quiero pantalones. Quiero calcetines," insisted the man.

"These sweaters are top quality," the salesgirl probed.
"No, no quiero sueter. Quiero calcetines," said the man.

"Our undershirts are over here," fumbled the salesgirl, beginning to lose patience.
"No, no quiero camisetas. Quiero calcetines," the man repeated.

As they passed the underwear counter, the man spotted a display of socks and happily grabbed a pair. Holding them up he proclaimed, "Eso sí que es!"

"Why didn't you just spell it in the first place?!" yelled the salesgirl.