I get to the check out and aaaaaasss bloody usual in German Supermarkets there is a huuuuuuuuge queue!
So I hang around a minute or two assessing whether its stuck or moving...
But no. No movement. People rummaging for change people searching for plastic cards...
So I walk up to the check-out-chick saying friendly: Would you please be so kind and open another cash register?
Silence.
I get ignored.
I repeat my question somewhat uncomfortable because now everyone is staring at me.
black leather coat black knee high boots purple woolen & kneelong dress
I want to disappear.
I say: Would you please be so kind and open another cash register?
She rings the bell twice. Thats the code for the other staff. I know meanwhile, but she didnt say anything.
So I approach her again, "Which register would that be,please?"
No reply!
Inside I am fuming.... but am not showing it. I ask again, and she mutters THREE under her breath.
As I turn on my heel walking to that check out, the last person to join the queue heard it all and walks right in front of me plonking her couple of things on the desk.
There was no eye-contact with me, asking whether I'd mind, let along a verbal question...
peeved off
So when I come to the Statesshould I wear a bulled proof outfit, jvaski?