My twelve-year-old son and I were at the grocery store the other day. As we stood in line at the checkout, we noticed that there seemed to be a problem. An old Asian man was trying to buy a carton of cigarettes, and the cashier was asking him for his date of birth. Here in the United States, you have to be at least eighteen to buy cigarettes. The cashier needed his date of birth in order to allow the sale to be entered into the cash register.
Well, Mr. Asian Dude didn't speak a word of English. He couldn't understand what the cashier was saying. The line continued to grow as the cashier, other workers, and customers tried to ask him for some kind of identification.
Finally, my boy came up with a brilliant idea. "Mama, do you have your cell phone?"
"I have an idea." He took my phone and looked up Google Translate. He guestimated that Mr. Asian Dude was Korean, and proceeded to type a message: "What is your birthday? She needs identification so you can buy the cigarettes," which was immediately translated into Korean.
He showed Mister Asian Dude the phone. Viola! Mr. Asian Dude nodded and pulled out a paper from his wallet. A Visa.
The cashier looked at it, got the information she needed, and Mister Asian Dude got his cigarettes. Problem solved!