Pretty much always being reminded of a HUGE MISTAKE you made in your life.
Yes, I realize the importance of speaking Spanish now. (Hindsight sucks.) And no, I’m not mad at you if you ask me whether I speak Spanish or not. That’s a fair question. I do, however, get offended when there’s a sigh or an eye roll or something that happens that implies I’m a terrible person for not speaking Spanish. I promise you, I regret it enough for the both of us. But my follow-up question will always be “Do you speak Latin?” And then I’ll be like, yeah talk to the manibus, but, you know, it just doesn’t have the same effect.