Translating the language of love
I’m was a police officer at a major airport in the United States. Early one morning I was dispatched to a suspicious vehicle. Based on the location and information in the call notes, I suspected it to be a couple of kids “fooling around.”
I located the vehicle and my suspicion was confirmed. I could see the occupants scurry to put on clothing as I approached the drivers window. I spoke with the driver and quickly discovered he was a male, Syrian National, who had recently moved the to states and found a job as a porter at the airport. As I struggled to communicate with him, as he did not speak English, and I do not speak Syrian, I noticed his girlfriend looked suspiciously young. After separating the two, I approached the female and attempted to speak with her. I was baffled when I discovered she was a Mexican National and did not speak a word of English.
At this point I was throughly confused. What was this Syrian man doing, having a roll in the hay with this young Mexican woman, on the side of the road, at 4:30 in the morning? Luckily the answer came when my Spanish speaking backup officer arrived on scene.
According to the girl, she had missed a connecting flight the night before. She met the Syrian man in the terminal while he was working, as she was waiting overnight for her rebooked flight to leave the next morning. The Syrian man had flirted with and picked her up using the google translate app and the two had been using it to communicate during their one night stand.
I can’t imagine your development team ever dreamed that your translation app would ever help a Syrian man pull some Mexican tail. Bravo, Google. You have earned this five-star rating.
Officer L about
Google Translate, v5.18.0