Excuse me (Loud)! Excuse me (twice and faster, louder as well), -“Do you know where the Bar is called cookie?”

Trendy-sexy-cool girl of twenties, cool, but why is she such aggressive! Who is she? She never can be a German child. I am sure, because, German youth has no arrogance syndrome. At least I never have seen, except one lady in a bakery shop sounded harsh, when I asked for butter croissant. But my pronunciation was not German; she could not understand what actually I asked for, so she replied roughly but did not forget to use the term bitte end of his long bullying sentence what she completed in a same breathe. Yea you can argue, but this “excuse me”, I guess was not to seek any excuse. She wanted to stop me, midst of busiest street of Berlin Unter den Linden, and Friedrich Strasse Crossing. I replied no, already her hand was on the bell of my bicycle, and she rang twice, thrice, and said “why?”

- “What?” I replied, “Ich wiesse nicht”

- “Why? Don’t you drink?” Now tone is high, American accent is prominent. Here you are. I got it.

(from Hindol)