I am in a supermarket at the box office. On the sides, on the stands, a standard supermarket set is laid down: chocolate sticks, gum, wet wipes, lighters, batteries, condoms. Behind me in the line is a young mom and holds a baby for about two years. The child pulls the pen to the content of the shelves, takes some chocolate, feeds "nim-nemka!" and gives it to the mother, after which the mother puts the candy in the basket. The child again stretches to the shelves, takes a pack of condoms and again gives it to his mother with the commentary "Nam-Namka!". The people in line watching this scene begin to laugh quietly. And then Mommy gives out: "Not a German, honest word, Mommy tried it!"
From the explosion of the whistle that followed this sentence, the entire supermarket guard escaped.)
Now I can’t look at condoms without smiling.