Unfiltered Story #205677

, , , | Unfiltered | August 17, 2020

I’m the customer in this story. I’m Swedish and this happened when my boyfriend and I went on holiday to London. We’re just wandering around when we stumble over an absolutely AMAZING little bookstore. It’s very small, but filled to the brim with lovely editions of wonderful classic literature (Jules Verne, Virginia Woolf, Tolkien, Vonnegut, you name it). Since I love books so much, I start literally tearing up and press my hand to my chest.

Cashier: *nodding, with an all-knowing smile* Yes, I’ve seen that reaction before with some young ladies. I believe it is the combination of great literature and beauty that does it.

Me: *sniffling, with a tear running down my cheek* Would it be all right if I moved in here forever?

Cashier: Fine, as long as you take a couple of shifts at the checkout every now and then. Do you live nearby?

Me: No… I’m from Sweden.

Cashier: *shakes head* Too bad.