I grabbed some of the crap I usually buy when I'm travelling (soda pop and gummi bears), and took it up to the, well, twinkie clerk, who said "hursk fenur den billog ballen farge noop" and rang it up. I thought the display said 34 kroner and gave him 2 20 kroner bills. He said "iske flensk og lutefisk inter molle droop" and stood there bouncing his head back and forth as if he were listening to Wham! on his Walkman. Confused and frightened, I said, "I'm sorry, I don't understand," and he explained in English that it was actually 54 kroner.
He thought I was a mentally challenged local instead of an American! It's something of a compliment.
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Date: 2016-02-20 09:38 pm (UTC)He thought I was a mentally challenged local instead of an American! It's something of a compliment.