Unfiltered Story #118187

(I’m a customer in a little fast-food stand where people can order and take their food away. The two employees running the stand have a slightly darker skin, but are both very fluent in Dutch, the language of our region. While they are processing my order, a woman rushes up to us.)
Woman: *starts speaking fast and incoherent*
Employee: *In Dutch* “Could you repeat that, please?”
Woman: *In Dutch* “OH MY GOD, WE ARE IN BELGIUM HERE! SPEAK DUTCH!”
Me: *Also in Dutch* “Madam, these two people speak Dutch perfectly fine. If you can just calm down and tell what you need, they will help you.”
(The woman was startled someone actually replied to that and turns to me.)
Woman: *Again in Dutch* “Oh, well, um… I uh… I just wanted to go to the train counters…”
(I show her the way and she goes off.)
(Apparently, she was intimidated by me, even though I am very skinny. I did however wear my thick jacket, which made me look more buff than I actually am.)