Language barrier

Last night at Publix I had a hard time at the Deli counter. All I tried to do was to buy a pound of ham and cheese. The lady behind the counter might as well have been Greek, we could not understand each other.

Lady; Yeah?

Jonas; A pound of black forest ham and a pound of provolone, please.

Lady; Black?

Jonas; Black forest ham.

Lady; We don't got no ham.

Jonas; It's that one, Right there, next one over, yap that's it.

Lady; Do you want it sliced?

(since I am standing at the deli, yes, that's kind of what I expect)

Jonas; Thin, please. ( she shaves it in to a pile of meat)

Lady; Cheese with that?

Jonas; A pound of provolone, please.

I only get 1/2 a pound of each but that's OK, I just go back in a couple of days and maybe then I get someone that doesn't speak Gullah. Looking around the deli I think I am out of luck.