Jeune.
Young. The weekend passes I buy for the train are called Jeune tickets, but every time I try to buy one, there is one teller at the station who doesn't understand. I asked the family if I was pronouncing it correctly, they said yes. The other tellers get it. I even explained it to her and got a blank stare in response. There will be many times where my pronunciation is off, or I use the wrong word. But when I've said it right, the least she can do is understand. Frustrating.
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