Minimarket - Masarykovo nám. 19

A classic Vietnamese shop with a very large selection of goods. A little upset cashier, but otherwise fine. Open from I can't see to I can't see :-)

I mean, a very decent deal

Great supply, you can buy from croissants to duvets. Payment by card and cash. Open almost always.

Classic Vietnamese dinner. Large selection of food, some clothes and shoes. Helpful and friendly staff. I recommend.

I would like to share with you unpleasant experiences with this dubious party, which I had the honor to visit a few times recently. Her visit is nothing for weaker characters and lovers of etiquette. As soon as you step into the store, you will feel as if you have just entered some spicy Hanoi newsstand. Even if the symbol of the Brněnky franchise chain shouts at you from afar, don't be fooled, because it's a catch. Our mostly nice fellow citizens (in this case the adjective "nice" is out of the question) opened a shop and people started going there. Walking through this food parody, you will feel as if you are entering a legendary Vietnamese market, where they have something from everything, but in fact nothing. However, the real rosada starts at the box office. Mr. Salesman, certainly a hard-working and honest businessman, behaves a little strangely and disrespectfully to Czech conditions. Not only does he do not speak Czech (he certainly does, he only plays outrageous theater that would not be eaten by even the most inexperienced amateurs), but he also feels and swears at strangers when he doesn't like something (it's interesting that he learned vulgar words: D). A few times it happened to me that I really needed to change the money, but as for the monster, I had no choice but to come here. At that moment, I thought that the fun would be taken care of. And the opposite was not true. I understand that I annoyed him (he could also have told me before the exchange itself that he would not do it), but in the end he made mercy. Communication with him turned out to be very difficult, because again he played that he does not speak Czech (I'm surprised he still does it: D), but in the end, after my constant repetition of the face value of coins, which I want to exchange banknotes, he pulled from under the counter a bag of twenty crowns and began tossing them confusedly on the counter without being able to count them. After his mistaken impression that he had exchanged well and accurately, he wanted the banknotes in return. But I'm not used to these practices like him, so I wanted to recalculate the coins for sure. However, he didn't like it and began to reach for me from behind the counter and reach for the banknotes without having to check the amount being exchanged. Fortunately, I managed to win my hand in time, but as soon as I did, he began to get angry and swear vulgarly across the store, as if an atomic bomb had exploded over Vietnam. I told myself that it was not worth spoiling the day, so I quickly went out of this building into the square with the money unchanged. I will keep this experience for the rest of my life, because I have never experienced such vulgarity and reluctance on the part of the seller. A person who cannot behave decently towards his customers should think about himself and look at himself in the mirror to realize that this is not an honest and fair dealing. Even if the whole shop was lined with gold, peacocks would sunbathe on the windowsills, platinum tiles would be great on the roof, and the salesman and his genetically related manuals would offer toilet paper with the scent of centuries-old French champagne and cans filled with alpine air. (even if anyone paid me for it). It is a shame and a bad business card for other Vietnamese businessmen. I am disgusted and disappointed.

The salesman should read something about etiquette. The fact that they are from another culture does not excuse him. There were 2 people behind me and the seller started pushing me with the words "fast fast." When I handed him the goods and he marked it, I said I would pay by card. what will I pay with? When the bill came out, he quickly crumpled it and fired it. Surprised by the salesman's actions, I didn't even have the strength to tell him that I wanted an account. If you have a choice, I definitely recommend Food Flop. A nice gentleman at the box office on the Flop will always please.