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sister_luckOn Friday, I went to the theatre in Cologne to attend "An Evening About Sam" which was basically three well-known actors plus Germany's favourite television intellectual reading texts about Samuel Beckett. Oh, and Beckett's "Breath". That was nice, but the interval was something else. Surreal doesn't quite cover it and I still don't know what exactly happened.
We got something to drink and it was packed where were standing and the noise was unbearable, so we decided to go up the stairs where we spotted a room with the sign "Erfrischungsraum", literally refreshment room.
The door was open and we wandered in. Two couples, with glasses in their hands. There was a bar at the far end of the room, a piano and some tables with a couple of old ladies sitting at them drinking wine and eating tomatoes and mozzarella. We registered that the light was unusual and that there were wooden pull-down theatre style seats on the other side of the room. I think there were some people sitting there, but they got up and went out while we were walking in. We looked at each other and before we were able to decide that we weren't quite supposed to be there, one of the old ladies came up to us and told us that they had been hired as some sort of Schtantmän and that they came from an old people's home and one of them was already quite fed up with the whole thing and wasn't it strange to have them sitting there? They could hear from outside that the play was quite serious and why would they have them come in to drink and eat? The boyfriend told her it was absolutely fitting and she kept talking to us about her theatre group and she asked us if we were from the theatre, too. Then someone started closing the door and we raced out.
We got something to drink and it was packed where were standing and the noise was unbearable, so we decided to go up the stairs where we spotted a room with the sign "Erfrischungsraum", literally refreshment room.
The door was open and we wandered in. Two couples, with glasses in their hands. There was a bar at the far end of the room, a piano and some tables with a couple of old ladies sitting at them drinking wine and eating tomatoes and mozzarella. We registered that the light was unusual and that there were wooden pull-down theatre style seats on the other side of the room. I think there were some people sitting there, but they got up and went out while we were walking in. We looked at each other and before we were able to decide that we weren't quite supposed to be there, one of the old ladies came up to us and told us that they had been hired as some sort of Schtantmän and that they came from an old people's home and one of them was already quite fed up with the whole thing and wasn't it strange to have them sitting there? They could hear from outside that the play was quite serious and why would they have them come in to drink and eat? The boyfriend told her it was absolutely fitting and she kept talking to us about her theatre group and she asked us if we were from the theatre, too. Then someone started closing the door and we raced out.
