Yesterday I was carrying my my 2 year old son and trying to buy meat and droewors at Rembrandt. as I offered him some droewors he dropped a small stone he was holding in his hand and it bounced off the glass counter in the butchery. the very large and scary (and very Unfriendly) man came around the counter and boomed at my son about throwing a stone in his shop. he then mimed throwing the stone back at my son with a nasty look on his face. all the other big tough men behind the counter laughed at this stupid oaf threatening the baby. what a hero. never, ever going back.
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