This is a true story. My sister and spent two weeks in Paris. Local anger, of course, the Americans. Regardless of where we went we were rude waiters, store to find a solution to the problem of legal officers, subject to the protection of pedestrians. After a few moments, it began to irritate us.
One day in Paris, my sister went shopping. He came to the shop and started a search. He was the only customer in the store. He had to go through is the rack of clothes, the technician approached him and asked very per abruptly if he could help him.
My sister is now used in the treatment of the poor, and he fell to siivosti for his help. He continued to look the clothes. Then he noticed that every staff member was staring at him.
Defiantly he continued through the clothes. When he could no longer be this treatment, he turned on his feet so he holds high and left the shop.
She left, he noticed that the store sign read "Dry all-purpose cleaners."
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