A woman stormed into a store five minutes before closing, at 21:54, and the only thing she bought was a 12-pack. Of toilet paper. (I don’t even want to imagine the drama in her household before she ran to the store.)
And, no, I’m not talking about myself in third person (again). Although, I was also in the store, buying some last minute essentials: bread, eggs, Weißbier and ice-cream. Crazy Monday evening.