I saw a bored cashier, sitting on the conveyor belt at a grocery store, watching the people go by.
I saw a guy wheeling a baby stroller with a six-pack in it. No baby, just beer.
I went to the “Pharmacy Anglais.” They do not speak English.
The photo processing store has a cat call whistle as its sound for when you open the door to the store. Should have been my sign to know I’d get bad prints.
I saw teenage boys playing ping pong on an outdoor table with what looked to be a soccer ball.