Одно яблоко
Every few mornings a week, I stop at a fruit stand between my apartment and the metro stop. I tell the man that I'd like an apple."One kilogram?" he always responds.
"No, just one apple," I say.
He then gives me a look of surprise and sometimes says, "Oh, I thought you wanted one kilogram." But he weighs my apple anyway, I pay him 10 rubles, and go on my way.
Sometimes I get a pear and really confuse him.
posted by Becky @ 5:17 AM
2 Comments:
Okay, like, I know I say this kind of thing on every single on of your posts...but you REALLY really make me smile. Thank you for sharing snapshots of your days :)
i like this post a lot b/c 1. i understood the russian title :) you don't know how happy this makes me, i miss russian more than i ever thought i would and 2. it sounds like you're narrating a scene in a movie. kind of reminds me of a specific scene from under the tuscan sun, except she's buying grapes and she's in italy. haha.
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