These three things happened to me just today.
Phone call #1:
Got a phone call. Someone speaking Hebrew reallyreallyquickly. I answered, "Lo hevanti" [transl: HUH?]
She spoke a bit slower - something about my husband and challos. Hmm, knowing my husband, who is still recovering from the trauma that was Tax Season 2015, he probably bought challos and left them in the store.
OK, I answered (in Hebrew that is "OK"), he'll come back for them. Since there was not the usual moment of silence after I speak Hebrew (during which the Israelis realize that I have not understood a word of the conversation), I figured I'd gotten it right.
We have been here for three years. We have learned a lot of Hebrew, ok? Really! So when I walked into the restaurant today and they asked me if I wanted the English menu, I declined the offer. I mean, really, dude.
Waiter comes to take our order. We know what we are doing, do not mess with us. He asks us all of the usual questions, and we answer like pros. We got this.
Then he said something else. It was a question. Clearly he wanted me to choose between one thing and another. I caught a word, and repeated it. I glanced at my husband, who looked likewise clueless. The waiter repeated the word followed by a questioning tone. I gave my all-time favorite answer, "B'seder." I was hoping he didn't ask if I'd like a touch of cyanide in my omelet, or if I preferred that he serve me bread from two days ago.
Seriously, I have no idea what he asked me.
The meal was fine, though, and I didn't taste whatever it was I chose to add. Or not add.
Phone call #2
Then I got a call from the Hyundai dealership. I mean, I think it was the Hyundai dealership. We don't own a Hyundai but we used to. "Susan?" the nice lady asked. "Ken," I answered. (I got this).
Then about forty thousand Hebrew words came out of her mouth. I got none of them. What I ASSUMED was that there was some kind of sale going on and it was incumbent upon me to take advantage of it.
I took a risk. I said, IN HEBREW, "I am not interested in a new car right now, but thank you." Apparently I did not say something entirely stupid. In other words, it really was a lady from Hyundai and there really was a sale.
She proceeded to talk more. Many, many words of Hebrew. Finally I had to shut her up, I mean it was such a waste of her time. I said, "Well, thank you and Shabbat Shalom!"
So all in all, not bad for someone who is totally clueless. I can fake it pretty well after 3 years. And there's always "B'seder" and "Lo Hevanti."