Olaf from Oslo was in the supermarket, when he saw an old lady in a wheelchair almost in tears.
"What is the matter"? asks Olaf
"Oh", sobs the old lady, "I want to have a look at the frozen puddings, but as you see, there are three steps down to the chiller cabinets"
"No problem", says Olaf, lifting her onto his back. "I'll take you." And he strolls though the chiller section, with her on his back and she selects several puddings and puts them in the basket he is carrying for her.
At the entrance the ladys husband is waiting for her. "You've been rather a long time." he says
And she relates the story to him, as Olaf puts her back in her wheelchair
"I would like to thank you," she says to him "What is your name?"
Olaf just waves and walks off.
Later that day she was still smiling about his kind actions and a friend asks her why.
She replies; "I've been through the desserts on a Norse with no name."
"What is the matter"? asks Olaf
"Oh", sobs the old lady, "I want to have a look at the frozen puddings, but as you see, there are three steps down to the chiller cabinets"
"No problem", says Olaf, lifting her onto his back. "I'll take you." And he strolls though the chiller section, with her on his back and she selects several puddings and puts them in the basket he is carrying for her.
At the entrance the ladys husband is waiting for her. "You've been rather a long time." he says
And she relates the story to him, as Olaf puts her back in her wheelchair
"I would like to thank you," she says to him "What is your name?"
Olaf just waves and walks off.
Later that day she was still smiling about his kind actions and a friend asks her why.
She replies; "I've been through the desserts on a Norse with no name."