Loud rhythmic music and all the usual chaos at the supermarket checkout.
The cashier hands me the receipt and change in 5-Kwanza bills. I glance at my receipt and I notice that there are 10 Kwanza less.
Full of confidence in my Portuguese I tell her that she should give me the proper change.
She refuses with a loud laugh and yells at the others cashier ladies with sarcasm:
dez Kwanza!
Some other expats are smiling at me with compassion.
I get irritated and insist on getting the change back refusing to leave... till I realize the Kwanza exchange rate.
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