There Was A Problem
„Oh dear“, merkte Mary an, als sie das Auto hinter ihnen anhalten sah. Walter observed the young officer exit his vehicle and approach. Er ließ das Fenster herunter und griff nach seinem Führerschein. „Sir“, begrüßte der Beamte, „wissen Sie, dass Sie einen Platten haben? It’s beginning to smoke, so you can’t continue driving on it. The officer’s voice conveyed a sense of urgency.
There Was A Problem
A Polite Response
„Es tut mir leid, Beamter. “I didn’t know,” the old man said with a sigh. “We’ll swing by a nearby gas station to have it looked at.” Walter was his usual courteous self, grinning at the nice young man. “Sir, I don’t believe that’s a good idea. The tire could ignite. I could assist in substituting it with your spare one. “Just open the trunk, and we can fix it quickly.” Although it was a straightforward request, Walter’s whole demeanor changed as a result.
A Polite Response
