This morning, as so often, I went to the store just around the corner. Shoppie is the name of our little aunt Emma shop. There you can get everything for breakfast. Fresh rolls, fresh fruit, cheese, spring quark, coffee, milk, eggs, tomatoes, and drinks. All I had to do was open the gate of our residential block, which we call the Four Avenues Quarter, and I could see our shoppie.
There is a retirement home in the immediate vicinity. For this reason, the shop owner takes time for a chat and the customers are served caringly.
Every known customer is greeted by name by one of the friendly ladies who work there voluntarily. I stood in front of the coffee shelf and stared at the coffee filter boxes because there were three types, the same amount, but they cost €2.29, €1.49 and €0.69. Then the saleswoman came and advised me to take the cheapest one because they were all the same, only the packaging and the brand were different. She also bought them herself. I had to smile and was happy like a Swabian ;-). In this Swabian county, it is a tradition to spend carefully and respect our earnings. People would not respect you if you waste money.
„My daughter is visiting me, she is vegetarian, I need more rolls and croissant,“ I told her and took the camembert, the coloured eggs, rolls and other things that I buy regularly. I don’t like the lye rolls, I don’t the taste of it. But wholemeal croissant, poppy seed rolls, and dark sesame rolls. I couldn’t pay for everything with my ten euro bill. „It doesn’t matter, just pay next time,“ said the friendly saleswoman, wrote something on an envelope and put it in the cash register.
„Thank you, very nice, nice day to you,“ I said and went out. Isn’t it wonderful to be known, creditworthy, trustful and feel the friendliness?