I went to a salad store. It was necessary to buy 16 kilograms of packs to strengthen the stalls on which the projectors stood (since no one sold sand in such small volumes). He took the basket, found the salt and began to drop the package after the package. A 45-year-old woman passed by, looked at me, took two packs and went on. I quickly picked up and went to the box. My grandmother stood up behind me, looked into my basket, left the line toward salt. In a minute, my grandfather came with two packs of salt. The case was in Hungary.