My Sunday at Franprix.
So yesterday I made a fool of myself. It was fun. After having read for an hour in the sun on my favorite spot in Paris, I decided to go visit Cassandra, and I decided to be extra nice to her since she had lost her wallet the day before. So I was going to make us dinner. I went down to Franprix, not knowing what to buy.
It started well enough as I entered Franprix the wrong and couldn't get pass the long line of people waiting to pay, so I had to exit and take the entré.
And then I felt so lost.. I had no idea what to buy, and I just walked around the store picking things up and then putting then back, and then picking them up and put them back a second time. About 10 minutes later I had finally picked up what I wasn't gonna put back. And as you have probably figured out in stressful situations I freeze. So I did for like 10 seconds after the guy had told what I wasn't buying enough to pay with my card.
By the time my brain connected that I couldn't pay with my card. Everyone was stearing at me as I started talking nonsens. I said something about going into the store again, waving my arms around, in all directions possible, since my brain was obviously too slow to find the words.
I shouted something about him continuing and told every one "oh go ahead, people, I wouln't me long!!", and he said he could not. I didn't understand what he meant and so I stood in the taking up a huge gape in the line of people for another 10 seconds.
And he brought me to life again when he asked me once agian what I wanted to do. I started to twattle about going back and not going back and finally I said that I was going to go get cash. And once again I struggled to get passed the line when I realised that I was struggling towards the entré.
Now people actually started to laugh at me as I struggle once again to get pass everyone. And I finally got out of the store, ran back up to Cassandra and went: I WILL NEVER GO BACK THERE.
But I knew I had to.. I found my stuff in a basket full of stuff people had left behind. So I took them and then I and this time I had cash. Before he had time to say anything else I stood ready to hand over the money!
And the guy when:
- ohh didn't you forget something?
I started to look around me, turning my head like a crazy person. what did he mean?? I looked at him as if I had no brain and he went: yeah, didn't you want to buy crème fraîch and ham too? here you only have half the stuff you wanted to buy in the first place..
I went fuck this is NOT happening! So anyway, I gave him the "just ONE minute I will be RIGHT back!!"- sign. (whatever that sign is...) I ran around the store trying to find everything, while swearing (in swedish of course), and then I payed and got the heeeeeeeeeeell out of there...
Just another sunday right... ?
Paris is lovely.
Bisous strangers
It started well enough as I entered Franprix the wrong and couldn't get pass the long line of people waiting to pay, so I had to exit and take the entré.
And then I felt so lost.. I had no idea what to buy, and I just walked around the store picking things up and then putting then back, and then picking them up and put them back a second time. About 10 minutes later I had finally picked up what I wasn't gonna put back. And as you have probably figured out in stressful situations I freeze. So I did for like 10 seconds after the guy had told what I wasn't buying enough to pay with my card.
By the time my brain connected that I couldn't pay with my card. Everyone was stearing at me as I started talking nonsens. I said something about going into the store again, waving my arms around, in all directions possible, since my brain was obviously too slow to find the words.
I shouted something about him continuing and told every one "oh go ahead, people, I wouln't me long!!", and he said he could not. I didn't understand what he meant and so I stood in the taking up a huge gape in the line of people for another 10 seconds.
And he brought me to life again when he asked me once agian what I wanted to do. I started to twattle about going back and not going back and finally I said that I was going to go get cash. And once again I struggled to get passed the line when I realised that I was struggling towards the entré.
Now people actually started to laugh at me as I struggle once again to get pass everyone. And I finally got out of the store, ran back up to Cassandra and went: I WILL NEVER GO BACK THERE.
But I knew I had to.. I found my stuff in a basket full of stuff people had left behind. So I took them and then I and this time I had cash. Before he had time to say anything else I stood ready to hand over the money!
And the guy when:
- ohh didn't you forget something?
I started to look around me, turning my head like a crazy person. what did he mean?? I looked at him as if I had no brain and he went: yeah, didn't you want to buy crème fraîch and ham too? here you only have half the stuff you wanted to buy in the first place..
I went fuck this is NOT happening! So anyway, I gave him the "just ONE minute I will be RIGHT back!!"- sign. (whatever that sign is...) I ran around the store trying to find everything, while swearing (in swedish of course), and then I payed and got the heeeeeeeeeeell out of there...
Just another sunday right... ?
Paris is lovely.
Bisous strangers
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