Currently my Dad is here in Budapest to help me with some refurbishments in my apartment. This included a trip to one of the OBI hardware stores. At the information desk a hardly motivated guy is typing something into a computer.

“Good morning”, I say as I approach the desk.
No answer, not even a reaction.
“Excuse me” I continue, “would you have a piece of paper, please?”
Slowly (very slowly) he turns to me, shakes his head and says “No, I don’t”.
Astonished I say “Look, I just want to draw something real quick, all I need is a small piece of scrap paper…” to which he replies:
“Well, if you like to draw you will have to bring your own paper from at home.”
No more questions…