06/10/2004
Schweineladen

Lidl, I am addicted to their yoghurt -I don't have a fridge- and I buy my drinking water there.
So I pass there about every two days and I can tell you: it is THE place where Germans shop.
I dare you to find a German in a van or mobil home who visited Tarifa who didn't shop at Lidl.
They have German products in there, it is cheap and has a big parking lot.

So today there is this discussion between the unfriendly rasta cashier and the vulgar client woman, both Spanish, about 10 Eurocent.
It takes hours, they even have to open a second row because of it.
The Spanish find this rather amusing, two regular (!) German customers of course not.
They start critisizing Lidl, calling it a pig's shop,
ein Schweineladen
... how can they not see the irony of this statement?
How can they possibly miss it?
How can you be so amazingly, aarh, well, unconcious of what you are saying?
It takes arrogance, ignorance and some good old middle class values, that's what it takes.

It takes a harpoon and some perseverance to shoot three fish and a stray cat to clean the bbq afterwards.