「中英文」元宇宙之雪崩（1）(22)

送货员按住喇叭按钮。阿布哈兹经理来到窗口 他应该使用对讲机与司机交谈，他可以说任何他想说的，然后直接传到送货员的车里，但不行，他必须像送货员一样面对面交谈是某种他妈的牛车司机。他满脸通红，满头大汗，一边想着英文单词，一边翻白眼。
“A fire, a little one,” he says.
“一把火，一点点，”他说。
The Deliverator says nothing. Because he knows that all of this is going onto videotape. The tape is being pipelined, as it happens, to CosaNostra Pizza University, where it will be analyzed in a pizza management science laboratory. It will be shown to Pizza University students, perhaps to the very students who will replace this man when he gets fired, as a textbook example of how to screw up your life.
快递员什么也没说。因为他知道这一切都会录到录像带上。碰巧，磁带正在输送到 CosaNostra 比萨大学，在那里它将在比萨管理科学实验室进行分析。它将展示给比萨大学的学生，也许是那些在他被解雇时将接替这个人的学生，作为教科书式的例子，教你如何搞砸你的生活。
“New employee—put his dinner in the microwave—had foil in it— boom!” the manager says.
“新员工——把他的晚餐放在微波炉里——里面有箔——砰！”经理说。
Abkhazia had been part of the Soviet fucking Union. A new immigrant from Abkhazia trying to operate a microwave was like a deep-sea tube worm doing brain surgery. Where did they get these guys? Weren"t there any Americans who could bake a fucking pizza?