I was travelling to Norway.

I decided to fly back, but the nearest flight was only the next day, and from relatives I already left (I thought I would come to the airport, sit a little, buy a ticket and wait for the flight at least 5 hours), so I did not return to them (the road to the airport is about 4 hours by public transport). and. I decided to go to the bar, a cozy one, on the second floor lived the owners and on the first was located a small restaurant with a bar stand.



He went in, greeted everyone present and sat in the corner of the bar. Imagine such a typical "wild" western cabbage somewhere in Texas, only there were flowers and cute old workers who rested until late in this cute nest. The owner of this tractor approached me and offered a firm cake with fish and a pinte of beer.

I agreed, and continued to answer her questions in the style: “Where are you from?” And “How is it? “”

I immediately replied that I was ready to order a little bit every hour, but I would need to stay here until the morning, the plane about lunch, so I won't bother you a lot.

She smiled and brought 3 pints of beer, and said, "At the expense of the establishment! “”

I didn’t want to drink it in that amount, but I couldn’t give up the “bitter” beer either, and not culturally somehow.

Drawing up 2 pins (1. 35 liters), I cuddled and began to notice.... people are no longer in the bar. My mother suspiciously touched me. The clock was long before midnight.



The doors open, police come in and approach my desk.

Immediately the grandmother (the hostess) runs up and starts screaming in pure Norwegian, and pointing to me with a finger.

I told the police that I didn’t speak Norwegian and one of them described the situation to me in English.

“You ordered 3 pints of the most expensive beer, cake and a pack of cigarettes, you’re sitting here for 5 hours and just silent or sleeping, the hostess worry, maybe you don’t have the money? Are you homeless? Can you pay for the order?”

I explain that this lady said that it was at the expense of the institution and if you need to pay, I am ready to pay for everything and leave, say I am waiting for my flight.



Here one of the policemen begins to laugh and say something to another, the woman just knocked the stomach.



It turned out that her sister, who worked during the day, did not warn her about such a guest, and leaving the shift did not transmit any information. Because of their age, they were very similar, the same fork and gray hair gathered in bunches, I didn’t even notice that this was a completely different woman.



Imagine what was going on in the head of a poor old lady, a half-drunk man sitting, speaking in the phone in Russian, and already 5 hours messing with a spoonful of the remains of a fish cake. and does not leave.



By the way, I was then served with sweets, and the police officer sat down and drank another couple of pints at my table (respective of the institution).