“Some people call it a ‘tablet’ and others call it a ‘surfing device.’ There are different ways of looking at it...”
Ove looks at the sales assistant as if he has just spoken backwards, before shaking the box again.
“But is it good, this thing?” The assistant nods confusedly. “Yes. Or... How do you mean?”
Ove sighs and starts talking slowly, articulating his words as if the only problem here is his adversary’s impaired hearing.
“Is. It. Goooood? Is it a good computer?” The assistant scratches his chin.
“I mean... yeah... it’s really good... but it depends what sort of computer you want.”
Ove glares at him. “I want a computer! A normal bloody computer!”
Silence descends over the two men for a short while.
The assistant clears his throat. “Well... it isn’t really a normal computer. Maybe you’d rather have a...”
The assistant stops and seems to be looking for a word that falls within the bounds of comprehension of the man facing him.
Then he clears his throat again and says: “... a laptop?”
Ove shakes his head wildly and leans menacingly over the counter.
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