German pots in a lift

A while ago, I had a funny interaction when I called the lift to go to my flat. In it, a deeply apologetic clearly German neighbour. She had it absolutely filled to the brim with assorted pots and vases.

Standard greetings, "no worries", and found myself a corner in which to stand in-between pots. Queue the jazzy lift music.

"So, what are you? Some sort of pot dealer?"

"Nein! Diese are from a Freund!β€œ

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πŸ“…︎ Aug 17 2021
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