Arnon Grunberg



This afternoon a slim, well-dressed lady in her thirties said to a sales woman in Barneys: “I’m returning this bag. No woman needs a bag of five thousand dollars. My husband bought it yesterday. He and I have the same credit card, so you can return the money to this credit card."
“It was a nice gesture of him,” the sales woman said, “but I need to have the exact details of your husband’s credit card. Could you call him?” “It’s my birthday today,” the woman said. “If you buy a twenty thousand dollar bag, it makes sense, then you have a bag for the rest of your life. But this is also not my color, and it’s too heavy, it’s not a subtle bag at all.” The lady called her husband. She asked for his credit card details and then, unfortunately, I could not linger any longer.

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