at the counter of our small supermarket around the corner. The cashier only indicated on the amount in the display and waved us goodbye as in Berlin many teeth barely apart get, we make ourselves but share any thoughts about it while we still store our purchases, approaching the next client -.. a little older, red short hair cut - and speaks quickly and loudly to the cashier. "... yes, yes, but that's too much. Do you understand as much need yes I do not know ... maybe you could do time ... "The clerk gestured helplessly, suggests that he has no voice of customer affected." Oh. Yes. Hm, you can not talk, eh? I'm so - uh ... "Suddenly she cries loudly and exuberantly: "...- but I find it quite, quite mad that people like you here may also work! Very, very nice I think that "They formed each word exaggerated by mouth and nodded encouragingly. In" people like you "freeze a pretty much blood in my veins. While I'm thinking" Wait a minute .. . I've talked already with him ... but can usually speak correctly ...", begins the market staff back to gesticulate and draw in pantomime filigree work after a throat infection. The customer is paddling back painful affect: "You can actually yes ... but oh so ... yes ... but if you could not, then I would find that ... well ... very, very great if people here as well arb ... uh ...". In no time she picks her clothes off the line and leave, ducking his head at warp speed the store. At the same time, I imagine, as the cashier of the store manager writes on a blackboard: "This was already the 23rd as I'm concerned I drag the rest of the day boxes, but please do not send me back to the cash register!"
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