Blogmas (Day 14) – Birthday Reflections

I know it‘s way past midnight, but I‘ve only just got off celebrating my 23rd birthday! Yaay! I had such a wonderful day and I feel so so blessed and happy and full of cake, and I can‘t wait for the next one to come.

I just looked at my pile of presents and thought about all the things that I got and all the things that I didn‘t get and I realised that maybe this pile of presents isn‘t even that important. All my friends came over for dinner and I didn‘t make enough potatoes and I forgot to buy white wine, but we still had a wonderful time.


When I look back on my past birthdays I can‘t remember a single bad day. It‘s the one day I get to pick the music and nobody complains about my Christmas/Disney/Backstreet Boys playlist. I can choose bloody Frozen napkins and wear my reindeer antlers, and everybody accepts it without laughing. I always feel like I get to be myself to the absolute fullest on this one day. And when I look back I don‘t remember the presents. Did I get a book or a DVD or chocolates, who knows! But I do remember that I have never been alone and that makes me feel super special! And that‘s the biggest gift, and it‘s not corny because it‘s true. If I could wish for one thing it‘s that there will always be lovely faces around my table on my birthday and that I will always feel as loved.

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Getting older is scary sometimes because we are never quite who we want to be. I haven‘t published a bestselling novel yet, I haven‘t met my future husband yet, I haven‘t even moved out yet – so many things I was sure to have done before turning 20! But here I am, and it‘s just okay. So maybe I‘ll publish a bestseller next year, or the year after. Maybe I won‘t have children until I‘m 30. Maybe I‘ll still be living with my mum in spring. That‘s fine, because there are so many things more that define me and my personal happiness and so long as I‘m not alone and so long as I‘m loved I think I‘m exactly where I‘m supposed to be.

Sorry for the slightly delayed post! Cheers to you all!
Lots of Love from the Roots of my Heart!

In Retrospect

A week ago the term has finished and I‘m looking back at an incredible year, so I thought I‘d reminisce for a bit!

Would you believe that one year ago I was still in this weird beautiful country called Honduras explaining farts to children? One of my friends has recently uploaded the video they made for me the day I left and I cried just a little (no really, it was a lot). I really can‘t believe I put up with Latin music and Salsa dancing for six months straight without going crazy, whereas now I want to punch my boss in the face for never changing the playlist at work!



Less than a year ago I visited New Zealand again and realised that nobody had forgotten about me (which felt lovely); I saw the Hobbiton movie set for the third time and up to now I still totally want to live there!




And now I‘m in Switzerland, stuffing my face with chocolate. I started university which was scary at first because as usual I was worried that everybody would see me as a complete dork and not want to hang out with me – but actually I immediately found a bunch of people who found me dorky yet endearing and are still willing to spend time with me. Maybe next semester I‘ll dive further into the student way of life; for now I was happy to just do my assignments, eat ice cream for lunch and go home to put on my onesie and read.
I really don‘t think that university is a necessity in life but it definitely works for me. Because, let‘s be honest, I love history. I get seriously excited when somebody mentions Martin Luther and if I could write more essays on power structures I would. And it‘s wonderful to meet others who are linked the same way!


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I‘ve started playing the ukulele, I took up a new job in february, I‘m learning Polish; all in all life has changed quite a bit.

My life is going to change even further as I‘m planning on moving out. I am so excited and looking at flats all over – actually, I‘m looking for a flat in one very specific part of town, so not that all over! I‘m sure I‘ll be completely lost for the first few weeks being on my own. I mean – how do you wash your clothes? I‘m probably going to be the crazy lady who hand washes her clothes down by the river! Also, how am I supposed to sleep without my cat? We‘re cushion buddies! He‘ll be crushed when I leave!

We have a tendency to think that we need to have figured everything out by a certain age but that‘s really just holding us back. Maybe sometimes it‘s enough to figure out just what the next step is. And maybe the rest will figure out itself.

So here‘s to a new year, new changes and sappy rainbows!

Lots of love from the roots of my heart!

Attending the Social Impact Award Ceremony

A week ago I had the chance to attend the Social Impact Award Ceremony in the Impact Hub office in Zürich. Impact Hub is a non-profit association that helps start-ups launching innovative and sustainable projects all around the world. Their idea is for young entrepreneurs to have the space and support they need when developping a venture.

At the Award Ceremony six projects were rewarded for their sheer amount of awesomeness. I was very impressed with the ideas people have come up with trying to make the world a better place. I‘m very excited to present those ideas to you on here!


5 Favours
5 Favours is the name of an app that is supposed to make you get in touch with your neighbours more. You have no more eggs but want to bake a cake? The lovely lady down your road might have some. Get in touch, know the people who live close to you, return favours!

Check out their Facebook Page right here!

Bad Box
Bad Box is one of my favourite projects. It‘s designed by Joshua Urieli, and is basically a box to poop in. Simple as that, but a genious idea as it will help sanitise toilets in third world countries and reduce the pollution of rivers. It is biologically degradable and the faecis inside of it is processed into fertiliser, fuel, etc.

Click here to meet Josh!

Challenge Accepted!
Challenge Accepted was my personal other favourite. We all know this famous line coming from Barney Stinson but instead of sleeping with strangers by using silly pick-up lines this app actually provides a way of creating a more sustainable life style. The challenges vary from you living vegan for a week over taking the bike to work each day for a month to donating money to a charity for a year – whatever is up your road!

Join Challenge Accepted on Facebook following this link!

Senior Media Collective
The two girls who founded Senior Media Collective may have encountered one of the biggest issue of our time: we don‘t care about our elders any more! When my mum suggested I visit my grandmother next week since I‘m going to be in the area anyway, I just went, „Nah!“ And I‘m sure I‘m not the only one. Old people have the most amazing stories to share, and Senior Media Collective is the name of a paper where those stories are printed.

Find out more about Senior Media Collective this way!

The Fair Traveller
Travelling is fun – alas, most hotels that pop up on TripAdvisor or Google are anything but sustainable or eco-friendly. Hotels that are usually lack the money to make themselves be seen in the same instant way. The Fair Traveller creates a platform for them to appear on!

You can read their wonderful blog right here!

The ceremony was very interesting and fun; each team was given two minutes to present their projects and then had to answer to the publics questions. There was also beer and snacks afterwards and the chance to meet each entrepreneur personally. My lovely friend Noemi (yep, we share our name) who works there got very busy networking her way around and I‘m now very impressed of the work she‘s doing!

Noemis united!
Noemis united!

There‘s so many things that can be done to make the world just a slightly better place and I really hope that these projects are going to succeed. Also, maybe someone has another idea and wants to try their luck? You can check out Impact Hub following this link, they are definitely worth a visit!

Lots of love!

Ps. I’m about to start a new project too! It’s called Bloggers Meet, I’m going to explain this further soon – the idea is that, as the name suggests, bloggers meet up with me face to face, have cake, and answer to some questions. Afterwards I’ll write about the experience! If you want to be part of this, feel free to contact me! It helps if you live in Switzerland or in one of the neighbouring countries, or even in the UK as I’m going to be spending all of August on the Island! Looking forward to meeting y’all!

My Bucket List

I have recently developed a liking for lists. I‘m listing everything now. From daily routines over groceries to the number of pages I want to read in a day. Of course I also I have a Bucket List. The intention behind this particular list is not essentially getting everything done before I die – although not being dead would be a great advantage! – but rather valuing the little things more. I saw this on Megan‘s blog and really loved the idea; it also went hand in hand with this gorgeous little note that I found on Pinterest:


Isn‘t this wonderful?! Not very ecological, sure, but it‘s so sweet! Let‘s not care about the big things, let‘s do all the things that don‘t matter because in the end they‘re the ones that matter most!

So here goes:

  • Eat Yeast Dumplings at Brasserie
  • Feed the elephants and giraffes at Hagenbeck‘s zoo in Hamburg
  • Write a book
  • Publish a book
  • Guide tourists around in Bern
  • Go to a Passenger concert
  • Visit Disneyland with Anastasia
  • Kiss someone in the rain
  • Do a cupcake decorating class in London
  • Make vanilla cookies with Samantha
  • Spend a weekend in Lübeck
  • Go diving in Utila
  • Found a bookstore
  • Travel around in Iceland
  • Visit Doctor Who Experience in Cardiff
  • Hear The Bookshop Band live
  • Learn Dutch
  • Visit Disneyworld
  • Make my own teddy bear
  • Crochet a unicorn
  • Live vegan for a month
  • Learn Polish
  • Move out
  • Donate my hair for charity
  • Spend a day on a bus
  • Learn Czech
  • Watch Three Gifts for Cinderella in Czech
  • Read all Jane Austen novels
  • Eat cake with Kerstin Gier
  • Read Anna Karenina
  • Visit Cologne Cathedral
  • Learn the Roman numbers
  • Eat an entire jar of Nutella
  • Get on a random train and just see where it takes me
  • Visit the Frankfurt Book Fair
  • Learn how to play the O.R.E.O. song on the ukulele
  • Find the Loch-Ness monster
  • Visit Liechtenstein with Samantha
  • Buy a Samovar
  • Have coffee at Sala 33 with Sloany & Kely
  • Visit Pemberly
  • Have my hair cut by someone who doesn‘t speak my language
  • Try Butterbeer
  • Eat scones at Café Martha
  • Watch baby turtles hatch
  • Swim with dolphins
  • Visit Ojojona with Sloany
  • Read The Unlikely Pilgramage of Harald Fry
  • Create a brownie cemetery with Samantha
  • See the Lion King musical
  • Adopt a koala

There will probably be added more lovely points! 🙂 If any of you have a bucket list I’ll be very interested in reading them!

Lots of love!

The One With All The Stress

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Well, I mean they do. They say that pretty boys will break your heart and they say that everybody has to start from zero. But then it never feels as if they told you it would be like this! They don’t tell you that some days you’ll want to hide under the bed with all the monsters and roll around in self pity. And they don’t tell you that some days, even though you’re a grown adult, you’ll wish for your Hogwarts Letter to finally arrive. And they don’t even explain to you what it means to be stuck in second gear until you are stuck yourself.


And I am over-thinking and over-working and over-studying, over- talking, over-analysing, over-assuming, and I over-conclude all the things that make me anxious, and no one told me there‘d be so many of them!
But they also don‘t tell you that just because it‘s not your day, your week, your month or your year – it doesn‘t stop being your life. I‘m saying that because I feel like right now my life is sort of happening beside me. It‘s really hard to get it all under control again when there‘s so many things happening at once, and even tea and a jar of Nutella won‘t help in this. I feel that if I have to write another paper, I‘ll scream. So many hours sat before a laptop and the remainig spent in a dimly lit take-away and grey lecture halls, with my mind spinning and juggling and racing and frisking.

But what they especially don‘t tell you is that there‘s always somebody to cheer you up. Like the day I was feeling heart broken and my friend took me book shopping, and I chose a book just because it looked pretty!
Or the other day when I just needed an adapter from someone and we ended up drinking wine until 2 am. And I had yet to prepare an assignment for the next morning but it‘s hard to care when it‘s already too late anyway.
And just now when I couldn‘t look at any more homework or even think of going outside again, and this person bought chocolates and had me watch Ashton Kutcher with her. And we sang all the songs to One Direction, because we can, and and we talked about pink couches and never ending sunsets and boyfriends that aren‘t ours.


So, no, they didn‘t tell me life was gonna be this way. It is. But it‘s also full of things that can make you laugh, like cats and alcohol and friends. And maybe you are stuck in second gear, but maybe you don‘t need to rush. Maybe it‘s a good thing to just stay and let it be. I don‘t know. Maybe it‘s just an okayish thing. But when the rain starts to pour, that‘s one of the realest things ever to happen, because it‘ll make things grow and it‘ll make you listen to it when you‘re lying in bed at night, and it‘ll make you remember warm things and dances and kisses, and maybe, maybe things are really gonna be okay, too.

I hope you‘re not stressed out! Have a lovely week!

Lots of Love!

Tea Time

Hello Reader!

The past few weeks I have been incredibly busy with uni assignments and my new job. It‘s all been going great, but as always there‘s just not enough time – this has absolutely nothing to do with my baking cakes instead of studying *cough* (butitwassodelicious!) and reading supernatural romance novels (I think the genre speaks for itself, really). *cough*

Today was the longest day of the week in every aspect. It started at 9 am and ended at 6 pm, I had to switch between universities at lunch time, eating my sandwich on the train from Fribourg to Bern, then spent my one hour break doing some homework. That, and my bycicle broke just when the rain and the sleet started pouring, so my lunch break was shortened by a visit to the mechanic‘s and the walk to uni. I came home wet all over and poured myself a cup of tea, and I realised that I would really like to write about tea tonight.

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Isn‘t it funny how something so small can make us see everything in perspective. How wrapping our hands around a hot mug can make us feel safe when just hours before we were feeling stressed and maybe a little bit lost, a little bit squished between the expectations of others. And isn‘t it strange that tea doesn‘t make things better at all but it makes it all bearable. And I see the little rings left on the cover of a favourite book, much like a long gone kiss, and I remember a thought, maybe that the clouds were moving very fast that day or maybe that my favourite hoodie was still in the wash, and that‘s a good thing to think about, because as long as I can worry about my hoodie and clouds, life can not weigh that heavily on my shoulders. And isn‘t it wonderful to think that it‘s something so ordinary that can make us feel settled and mend our broken heart strings?

On saturday I sat with Anna and Valentina in a darkend bedroom on the carpet, and we ate chocolate cake out of the tin. And I felt so whole. Eating cake out of a tin with a spoon is like drinking tea. It also feels a bit forbidden, it feels like the child in you is very very happy. I think that‘s what we call giddy.

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I don’t think he knows about second breakfast!

There‘s something about your old bedroom, the one you grew up in. The bedroom where you can hide under the covers to be safe from the monsters underneath your bed and where you can lie on the floor and listen to that old song over and over again, that little kingdom whose door you can slam when things don‘t go your way, where everything is yours and everything is you, the books and the CDs and the teddy bear that you hold tight at night when you‘re feeling sad or happy or both. That‘s what I feel sometimes when I change into that hoodie they only had in XXL, even though I‘m an S, with the bear ears and the bow, and when I hold that steaming mug and look down on an empty paper that is waiting to be filled with a brilliant essay on Renaissance Florence. I think we sometimes underestimate just how good it is to be warm. Nothing more.


Lots of love!

P.S. Listen to La Pluie by ZAZ!

Staying In Touch

One of the things I have been most lucky to have in my life are my friends. That sounds like such a cliché to say, but considering how many of my friends live oceans away from me, I can‘t pressure this enough. I‘m astonished, really, that people are still putting up with me. I‘m terrible at replying to messages or letters or remembering Skype dates. I‘m such a confused little person sometimes and I have my heart all over the place; and no matter how many times I tell someone that I love them to pieces via WhatsApp or Facebook, it‘s always a mere excuse for not saying it more often. But their pictures are all on my wall and I look at them every time I‘m writing or doing homework. Some of them I don‘t even talk to anymore, and some of them I talk to every day, and whenever I look up at our smiley faces I remember how infinite I felt, how grand, how little rain or sleet or snow mattered because we were all wrapped up within each other.

Even if your best friend lives a country away, it is possible to feel closer to her than the people you sit next to in math class. Sometimes the people surrounding you are the ones 2,763 miles away.
(The Girl in the Little Black Dress)

There‘s so many people who feel so close to me still and I feel like the world deserves to meet them.

There‘s my wonderful Kiwi friend Annie who sends me heaps of letters and cards and sexy firemen calendars. I keep buying her chocolates and end up eating them myself – one of these days, Annie, you‘re going to get a massive letter and a half eaten chocolate bar!

I can‘t thank Charlie enough for the endless SnapChat messages I get on a almost daily basis. I never reply because I suck. But my mood brightens so much when I get Snaps like this one early in the morning!

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And all my Hondurans! I could cry everytime I think about them. I‘m in love with all of them because they carry their hearts on their sleeves, because they tried so hard to understand my culture and they took me in as if I were just like them, even when everything about me screamed that I wasn‘t. And even now with life rushing on for all of us, I randomly receive messages from people telling me that they love me still. I miss their hugs  and I hate that all I get are hundreds of messages in a group chat, but I also love it because its a fragment of their lives and somewhere in there I have my place too.

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I met my cousin/aunt/whatever only a few years ago. Her name is Paulina and she‘s my dad‘s cousin, but she‘s younger than me. She lives in Hamburg and she‘s very pretty and I love her for also being a Harnickell because I thought I was the only girl. We haven‘t spoken in so long but I can‘t wait to see her again. Weekends with her have been the loveliest and they made me love this gorgeous human so much!

There is a girl whose name is also Noemi and who made me a Minion hot-water-bottle cover for my birthday. She likes weird things which is good because I‘m a little weird too. And sometimes she understands and sometimes she doesn‘t but she always makes me smile, even when I don‘t want to!

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Tashina listens to my endless dramas about boys and books and Cadbury chocolate and watches Doctor Who with me. She doesn‘t even like Science Fiction. Inga sends me a hand-made photo calendar every Christmas and Bethi let me stay at her house once. Samantha and I have a book club but we never read anything together. Jonathan makes me stay up until the sun rises, and Anna brings me back a plush princess from the Disney shop in London. Claire let me come to her speech but not her parents, and Anna went to the book shop with me afterwards. I have never met Rieke but last year she wrote me a letter and I really want to give her a hug. Jennifer wasn‘t my sister but now she is. Tamara and Magalie once went to have a picknick in an illegal place with me where we could look down on the entire city and felt like kings. Macarena was there too and I miss that little chilean munchkin.

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I love that there‘s Lucy and Jacqui and Katrien and Luis and Alice and Kerem among others who never write but who go out with me for Frozen Yoghurt whenever I‘m in the area. And I love that they still look happy on their Facebook pictures  and that I once had them smile and laugh like this with me.




The favourite thing about my best friend is how she smells like home.
She is home

Life consists of so many tiny memories and it never matters where we are and if we are still with the same people or not. We are always in motion and friendships come and go but they never leave us completely. Not talking to someone is not the same as not thinking of them. And I can‘t even do all the people justice with this little blog post here. Who cares about it anyway? I just love them so much and I wanted you to know.

Lots of love!

At The Norient Music Film Festival

„Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans,“ John Lennon once said. Well, my plans for this weekend mainly included watching Harry Potter and eating cereal. But instead I ended up visiting the Norient Music Film Festival in Bern, and it was amazing! I shouldn‘t sound so surprised, after all a good friend of mine organised it, but I had literally no idea what I was going to see.

The film that I liked the most was probably Jalanan, a documentary about street buskers in Jakarta. Their stories were so touching and real, and the music goes right under your skin; it shows Indonesia‘s capital in a way that makes you see all the corruption and the ugly bits and bobs, but at the same time there‘s so much character to it that I really want to go some day!


There‘s another film, though, that will probably stay with me even longer: Kidd Life. This is a documentary about the Danish hip-hop phenomenon Nicholas Westwood Kidd, known by his stage name KIDD. The film is such an authentic portrait of a boy who literally becomes famous over night, just by uploading a rude music video to YouTube. He‘s shown at his very worst, vomiting into a sink, freaking out about a positive pregnancy test or yelling at his fans; and you get to see him at his best which sadly still isn‘t very good.

But what made me like him is his genuineness. He doesn‘t believe in his own music. When asked he immediately admits that it takes him no longer than ten minutes to write a song and that the lyrics don‘t mean a thing. There is one scene where he‘s wondering out loud why people would be so stupid to listen to his music and how they would even find meaning in it.

It does make you question our society a little bit, doesn‘t it? And by that I don‘t mean that anyone who likes KIDD‘s music should stop listening to it. If people put meaning into his songs it means they can‘t be completely empty, even if the artist himself doesn‘t see that. But what makes me sad is that he‘s seen as a huge artist by so many people. It‘s like offering someone dog poop, saying, „Do you want some dog poop?“, and the other person buys it from you, all excited, and starts calling it art and insulting anyone who‘d point out its true nature! I mean, why do we even put up with real work, why should an artist like Passenger or John Lennon or anyone  put their soul into their writing when people call any sort of crap art?

I really think we should honor KIDD, though. Maybe not because of the greatness of his music, but because at least he‘s honest. I don‘t even mind his music being fake, because he doesn‘t talk it up. At all! It‘s not him I mind, it‘s the people who just don‘t see a poop when it‘s right in front of them.

The Norient Music Film Festival has showed me how very different people can be. Indifferent sometimes, but also wonderful; everyone’s just so different and yet there‘s something linking us all, something that talks to all of us. When it comes to music, I‘m just an average kind of person. I really like my iPod, but I spend a lot of train rides without it. And still I‘m touched by the music all those people I‘ve seen on the screen this weekend make!

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And I remember telling myself I would not go out for once (have I told you about my Dead End experience yet?!) or drink (a decision made after the mentioned Dead End experience) or get home after midnight (after last week‘s Dead End experience I was done going out ever again) – yep, suddenly it was 2 am and I was dancing to Islam Chipsy, a Egyptian keyboarder. It was really fun, so in hindsight I‘m actually glad I didn‘t lock myself up with Harry Potter (now, that is a mental picture that can stay, though!). It‘s good to sometimes just say, „Why not!“

I hope that all of your weekends were fun or cozy or delicious or all of those things, I know that mine was!

Lots of love!

Here’s some more trailers if you’re interested. The films were all AMAZING!

Learn more about Norient: Website Facebook Twitter

New Year’s Resolutions

Happy New Year Everyone!!!
I hope you have all had a blast last night! I’m just on my way home from lovely Salzburg where I stayed the last couple of days and I’m soon going to give you an update of my favourite cafés and bookshops!

We spent New Year’s Eve all cuddled up on our bed in the hotel room, watching an Elton John concert and eating chocolate (LOTS of chocolate), then we made our way to the Residenz Square and danced to Udo Jürgens and drank Prosecco and watched the fireworks, then I couldn’t feel my toes any more AT ALL, so we finally made our way back to the hotel and watched reruns of The Big Bang Theory until we fell asleep. It’s been nice to have a quiet and easy start into the new year, especially considering all the past years. All those nights that consisted of drinking and staying up and being young and free — to just for once be able to lie underneath a blanket with my dress still on at 1pm felt liberating!




Without my noticing an entire year has slipped past and already I can say that one year ago I posted my first blog post on here! I think I’m just now getting the hang of it all. Blogging is an amazing experience and I’m really grateful to all the people who have been commenting or liking my posts, not to mention all the bloggerswho have sent me messages or agreed to be my ”new best friend”!

So, as I did last year, I think I should start the year off with my new year’s resolutions. There’s a few that pop into my mind straight away like, ‘have one meal a day that doesn’t consist almost entirely of sugar’ (yeah, right) or ‘don’t kiss boys that already have a girlfriend’ (although they usually don’t mention that — in that case, ‘stay away from boys who don’t mention their girlfriends’!) or ‘get homework done before it is due’ (rather than after)! Another resolution might be to stop putting things on the internet that will stop my neighbours from letting me babysit their children!
Anyway, I managed to come up with a few resolutions that might actually help me make a change in my future!

  • Get a job! (And then, who knows, maybe move out, maybe go back to Honduras, maybe employ Benedict Cumberbatch as pool boy…!)
  • Think less. Seriously, I think and think and over think and I come to absurd conclusions and then I end up making the sort of decisions only a lunatic would approve of! It’s like my brain is so wired that when it comes to actual, serious thinking it just stops. Maybe if I could stop worrying about every little thing and just be confident about the outcome of things, my brain might be able to focus again!
  • Be meaner. I am the world’s nicest person, and maybe that doesn’t need to stay like that. Maybe I can just get upset about people for once, maybe if they are too lazy to get something done I don’t have to do it for them, maybe every once in a while I can be selfish and happy and no one will hate me for it. Maybe.

 We’ll see how it all works out! What are your New Year’s resolutions? Do you even have any?
I hope everybody’s year has been as full of bliss as mine, and I wish you all the stardust and faery glitter and unicorn poop you can possibly get for this year to come!

Lots of love!

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Blogmas: What (not) To Say In A Book Shop

Seeing as yesterday I shared some of my favourite quotes with you, I decided to share some more. This time, though, I‘d like to give a few examples of what people have said to me at work. As some of you may know I work in a book shop, and I love my job. Talking about books all day – it‘s a dream come true! Unless, of course, you have the following encounters…

*Me, pleasantly tearing off a price tag before wrapping the book up.*
Customer: What the heck are you doing?
*I show him the tag.*
Customer: Is this how much it costs in Euros? Why is it so much cheaper in Euros?!
Me: I don‘t know, I don‘t decide those things.
Customer: Well, I have you know that this is a crime!
Me: It sure is.
*I start to pull off another price tag on the other side of the book.*
Customer: What are you doing now?
*Again, I show him the tag.*
Customer: No, no, no, leave that on!
Me: But, sir, you can see the price on this!
Customer: Damn right you can. I want those bastards to know how much I spent on them!
*I leave the tag on and start wrapping the book up.*
Customer: Do you know how much one litre of milk costs?
Me: 1.85 CHFr
Customer: Do you know how much a beer costs?
Me: 4.60 CHFr at the Tramdepot.
Customer: In my day it used to be only 3.00 CHFr! Do you know how much money your father
Me: …

Customer: What book can you recommend for a thirteen year old that doesn‘t like to read?
Me: “Diary of a Whimpy Kid” is really funny.
Customer: Does it have a deeper moral?
Me: I guess…?
Customer: I‘m going to ask a professional!

Customer: Have you been to Kiel? I met this sweet couple that lives there.
Me: Yes. It‘s very lovely. As is Hamburg.
Customer: I‘ve never been. But I really love Berlin. I go there every year.
Me: Well, Germany is a great country.
Customer: *shudders* Oh no, I don‘t like it at all. The people are just terrible!
Me: Yes, well, I have a lot of family there, so I guess they grew on me.
Customer: See, this would never happen to me, those folks are dreadful!

Customer: *showing me a pink book with hearts and glittery snow flakes on the cover* Do you think a boy would enjoy this, too?
Me: I don‘t see a reason why not, but it does seem to be designed for girls.

Customer: I have read almost all of the books you have on crime.
Me: Have you read “The Cuckoo‘s Calling?”
Customer: NO!
Me: *Suggestively* It‘s by the same author that wrote the “Harry Potter” series.
Customer: I HATE “Harry Potter!” Don‘t want to read it, don‘t want to watch it!

There‘s entire books written about what people say in book shops. I‘m pretty sure that some day I‘m starting my own! No place to get insulted like in a good old book store! But seriously, what would I be writing about tonight if it weren‘t for those strange conversations!