“Oh, no!” I thought to myself. “This is not happening!” I tried again. And again. And again. Six different attempts, yet nothing was changing. My husband would have said to me, “Nessie, the definition of insanity is repeating the same thing over and over and expecting different results.” Darn it. He was right. This was getting me nowhere. Panic was setting in. I needed a Xanax real bad. I grabbed my phone and quickly typed a simple sentence into Google Translate. I took a deep breath, practiced the sentence in my head, and cautiously opened the door. A woman started walking towards the stall, ready…