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I'm still amazed by this.
Yesterday, I picked up a couple of things at the grocery store. I chose the wrong line, as it turned out. The woman ahead of me, an American who, apparently, thought she could speak English to everyone and everywhere, was asking the cashier for something. The cashier shrugged and said in Czech, "I don't understand."
The woman then turned to me. I guess I wear a sign that says "I speak English" to people like her. I asked her what she needed.
Here it comes.
She knew that the store offered discounts to people with a store club card. She wanted the discount. No, she didn't have a card. No, she didn't live in this country.
"Wul, like, can't she just swipe that card she has there?"
I'm not sure what "that card she has there" was, but I suspect it was either for employees, or for customers who had forgotten their club cards.
"Like, can I apply for a card?" (As if they would issue it to her on the spot.)
I actually asked the cashier if she could get a card. No, not without a Czech address, the cashier told me. Big surprise!
"Like, can I just get the discount on this chocolate?"
She was buying a bottle of water, two chocolate bars, and two other items. Look, honey, quit holding up the line whining for a discount. If it's too expensive, don't buy it. That's what works for me, oddly enough.
The cashier called over to her coworker, who told her that the price of the chocolate was the same for cardholders and the regular public. I suspect she was lying, but I don't care. Tourist actually accepted this, and then dug through all the euro coins in her pocket looking for the right amount. She paid, she left, I paid, I left.
I walked slowly, because I saw that she was still in the building, and I didn't want to run into her. No luck. She approached me.
"Like, they told me this was regular water? And, like, it's flowery?"
Well, what the fuck do you expect me to do about it? Maybe I should have asked her that same question. Really, some people should just stay at home.
Yesterday, I picked up a couple of things at the grocery store. I chose the wrong line, as it turned out. The woman ahead of me, an American who, apparently, thought she could speak English to everyone and everywhere, was asking the cashier for something. The cashier shrugged and said in Czech, "I don't understand."
The woman then turned to me. I guess I wear a sign that says "I speak English" to people like her. I asked her what she needed.
Here it comes.
She knew that the store offered discounts to people with a store club card. She wanted the discount. No, she didn't have a card. No, she didn't live in this country.
"Wul, like, can't she just swipe that card she has there?"
I'm not sure what "that card she has there" was, but I suspect it was either for employees, or for customers who had forgotten their club cards.
"Like, can I apply for a card?" (As if they would issue it to her on the spot.)
I actually asked the cashier if she could get a card. No, not without a Czech address, the cashier told me. Big surprise!
"Like, can I just get the discount on this chocolate?"
She was buying a bottle of water, two chocolate bars, and two other items. Look, honey, quit holding up the line whining for a discount. If it's too expensive, don't buy it. That's what works for me, oddly enough.
The cashier called over to her coworker, who told her that the price of the chocolate was the same for cardholders and the regular public. I suspect she was lying, but I don't care. Tourist actually accepted this, and then dug through all the euro coins in her pocket looking for the right amount. She paid, she left, I paid, I left.
I walked slowly, because I saw that she was still in the building, and I didn't want to run into her. No luck. She approached me.
"Like, they told me this was regular water? And, like, it's flowery?"
Well, what the fuck do you expect me to do about it? Maybe I should have asked her that same question. Really, some people should just stay at home.
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