Hold on to that Scontrino, Dude!

We walked to the local panetteria this morning, spotted some foccaccia with potato, and had the woman with the big knife slice off a big slab for our lunch.

Edging along the roadway on our way back home with our trophy lunch, a big guy in shorts and tee shirts came up from behind and bellowed out a big “buon giorno!” He looked like he was anxious to hit the beach, and wanted to pass us to get to his car.

Then he stopped us and flashed a badge, explaining he was from the Guardia di Finanza. Just so you know, the Guardia di Finanza get guns. They are a branch of the military. This guy just wanted to see our scontrino, our cash register receipt. Martha quickly dug it out of the bag and handed it to him. He perused it carefully. Pretty much all that was written on it was Aliment. 2,00 Totale € 2,00 plus a bunch of tax stuff. Prices always seem to come out oddly even at the panetteria. Maybe that’s what the Guardia thought odd, too.

He thanked us and headed back in the direction of the store. I didn’t stick around to see if the woman who sliced our bread would be taken away in chains or not.

Remember, in Italy you always keep your receipt until you are a few hundred meters from the store or restaurant you’ve purchased something in. Both you and the storekeeper could be fined if you don’t have one, even if the price is right.

Hold on to that Scontrino, Dude! originally appeared on WanderingItaly.com , updated: Dec 06, 2020 © .

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