I had a Chinese algebra teacher when I was in middle school.
He was pretty decent at the English language with only a slight accent to his words.
But there was one word he’d always fuck up: my buddy’s name, Charles.
Mr. Lee would call him “Chow-Soo” instead of Charles. What?
“CHOW-SOO! Where your homewohk?”
“CHOW-SOO! Go to boahd and sowve [solve] probrem.”
It got to the point where Charles asked to be called “Chaz.” And then he became a skater punk kid. I mean, how could he not with a nickname like that?
I guess that’s not as bad as that one time some Korean lady was looking for peanut butter but kept calling it “penis butter.”