As I headed to the reception area of my residence to get a book I ordered on Amazon, I saw Francesco, one of our rotating securities. I started to chat with him in basic Italian while searching for my package.
I tried very hard to squeeze all that few vocabularies I knew in Italian into our conversation, and after a while he started to reply me with more complicated words, soon losing me in the jungle. Fortunately, I also found my package, so I quickly ended our convo and headed back home.
Confused, I started to recall any sounds he said that might be in my vocab list. The only thing I…