Today for lunch we went to a newly opened Max restaurant in Oslo. For all of you who don't know, Max is a Swedish burger joint that makes the best burgers in the world. The restaurant in Oslo is the first one outside of Sweden. There me and my friend both ordered the plus-sized kiddie meal. When my friend got his meal he realized that there was no gift in it. (The kiddie meal always have a little gift, like a frisbee or something.) He complains about it, making us look like overgrown children and the guy at the register apologizes and tells us that they have ran out of toys. (The people at this place are seriously so utterly unorganized, every time we have been here somethings gone wrong.)

“But if you want you can have some ice-cream instead.” And we stopped complaining. Thinking about it, we probably just are overgrown children.

So we got our meals + free vanilla ice-cream with delicious chocolate sauce. Actually my friend managed to get one and a half as he had already eaten half of it when the dude managing the station realized he'd forgotten the chocolate and gave him a new one.

(And later found out they screwed up again by giving me a cheeseburger instead of a regular one.)

Before I was gonna start working my friend had a new appointment to fix his dreads again. Long story short:

We went.

We rang.

Nobody was there.

We sat and waited.

Nobody came.

We broke into the building next door.

Climbed over to the actual building we were going to.

And this was the vision that greeted us:

Yeah, pretty sure nobody's home...