Switzerland and CERN's Large Hadron Collider - elkins
In the CERN cafeteria.
Photo by Ben Eshbach (so are the following words):

On one late afternoon as I approached the French-speaking cashier she eyed me with my beer and made a play-acting gesture that meant something like, "Tssk tssk! You're drinking at this hour?" And then rung me up. It was about 4 PM. I laughed and went on my way. A half hour later I returned for another beer and she did the same thing. I thought, "She doesn't recognize me. She doesn't realize she's already played that joke on me." I tipped her and went on my way. But then it got weird. The following day the same thing happened. I walked to the register, her eyes narrowed, her eyebrow raised and with half a smile she made that sound that means "Shame shame shame!" and then rung me up. I got back to the table and told Steve. "You gotta come with me next time I buy a beer and check out the cashier! Two days in a row she keeps comically shaming me for buying a beer." Steve was into it. He came up with me and bought a beer. We brought it to her and sure enough! She wags her finger, looks at her watch and then rings me up with a smile. When it's Steve's turn she does the same thing to him. We were flummoxed. We couldn't figure out what it meant, but that didn't keep us from drinking. That day we had a whole cafeteria platter full of empty beer bottles by the time we left.

The next time I went to buy a beer our girl wasn't working any of the registers and so we had to go to a different girl. And sure enough! As soon as Steve and I approached the register the new girl looked at us and shook her head and pointed to her watch. "What?" I thought, "Has the whole world gone mad?" But this girl spoke English and she said to us, "No alcohol between 2PM and 6PM." And sure enough, as we put our beers back in the cooler there was a sign right on the door - in English - that said no alcohol between 2PM and 6PM. That first girl had allowed me and Steve to drink to our hearts desire even though it was against CERN policy. What a sweetheart! I'm glad I tipped her well each time. Sometimes it pays to be oblivious.

In the CERN cafeteria.
Photo by Ben Eshbach (so are the following words):

On one late afternoon as I approached the French-speaking cashier she eyed me with my beer and made a play-acting gesture that meant something like, "Tssk tssk! You're drinking at this hour?" And then rung me up. It was about 4 PM. I laughed and went on my way. A half hour later I returned for another beer and she did the same thing. I thought, "She doesn't recognize me. She doesn't realize she's already played that joke on me." I tipped her and went on my way. But then it got weird. The following day the same thing happened. I walked to the register, her eyes narrowed, her eyebrow raised and with half a smile she made that sound that means "Shame shame shame!" and then rung me up. I got back to the table and told Steve. "You gotta come with me next time I buy a beer and check out the cashier! Two days in a row she keeps comically shaming me for buying a beer." Steve was into it. He came up with me and bought a beer. We brought it to her and sure enough! She wags her finger, looks at her watch and then rings me up with a smile. When it's Steve's turn she does the same thing to him. We were flummoxed. We couldn't figure out what it meant, but that didn't keep us from drinking. That day we had a whole cafeteria platter full of empty beer bottles by the time we left.

The next time I went to buy a beer our girl wasn't working any of the registers and so we had to go to a different girl. And sure enough! As soon as Steve and I approached the register the new girl looked at us and shook her head and pointed to her watch. "What?" I thought, "Has the whole world gone mad?" But this girl spoke English and she said to us, "No alcohol between 2PM and 6PM." And sure enough, as we put our beers back in the cooler there was a sign right on the door - in English - that said no alcohol between 2PM and 6PM. That first girl had allowed me and Steve to drink to our hearts desire even though it was against CERN policy. What a sweetheart! I'm glad I tipped her well each time. Sometimes it pays to be oblivious.