Feb 29, 2008 10:46
I just thought of an interesting incident in 2006, when I was still living in Berlin. It was late evening and I was waiting for the train at an underground station. There was a vending machine on the platform, some two meters away from me, so I couldn't help but overhear when a man started cursing it in Turkish. He looked about helplessly, pushed some buttons on it, all the while tut-tut-ing and murmuring to himself. This went on for a minute or so, before it made me curious enough to go and see what the problem was. Well, I discovered it quickly.
He was trying to use Deutsche Mark, a currency which had not been in use for six years (four years, apparently, but still) since the introduction of the Euro. I don't even know how he got his hands on those coins.
I tried to explain to him that he had the wrong money. (He did speak a little bit of German.) I showed him my own Euro coins. I successfully bought a chocolate bar right in front of him. All to no avail. When I got on the train, he was still poking Deutsche Mark at the machine in puzzlement and complaining that it was broken.
The mind, it boggles.