Whenever you go shopping for grocery’s you have to bring your own bags to carry them home. This morning my roommates and I decided to go shopping and figured we’d buy bags to bring our things home in after we got there.
However, the woman who checked us out was rather bitchy. First she didn’t want to take Ali’s 10,000 HUF bill and then she refused to sell me my oranges saying the sticker-price was wrong yet Ali’s were the exact same as mine and she checked hers out. It pretty much made no sense.
So then we were standing there watching everyone bag their own things and wondering what to do. I ended up walking back through the store looking for some place to find bags.
Finally I went through another check out line and asked if they sold bags. At first the check out lad didn’t understand me and I tried to get the guy behind me to translate, but he ended up speaking only English too so that didn’t work, but just then she pulled out a bag! “Igen, yes!” I said and bought two.
I think culture shock is starting to set in.
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