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	<title>Comments on: Till Chat</title>
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		<title>By: Funabroad &#187; Useless chat with sellers of goods</title>
		<link>http://www.intheaisles.co.uk/2007/10/12/till-chat/#comment-3</link>
		<author>Funabroad &#187; Useless chat with sellers of goods</author>
		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 21:11:35 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Alison</title>
		<link>http://www.intheaisles.co.uk/2007/10/12/till-chat/#comment-2</link>
		<author>Alison</author>
		<pubDate>Mon, 29 Oct 2007 21:10:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'm familiar with the till chat. As an Aussie, when I first moved to Europe I was thrown by the terseness of German checkout chicks and chucks, who all looked suspiciously militant and liked throwing your groceries on the ground if you weren't quick enough to bag them...needless to say, when my German boyfriend first came to Sydney it drove him up the wall, having to blather on at the Woollies register about the weather and how bloody crap those Poms are at cricket. But he learned...!</description>
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