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RedZone schrieb:nicole1611983 schrieb:
Ganz davon abgesehen war sich der BGH wahrscheinlich auch darüber im klaren, dass dann auch bei anderen Hausverboten, z.B Ladendiebstählen, bei denen ja auch ein Hausverbot erteilt wird, bei Ketten oft ja auch für andere Läden der Kette, dieses dann keinen Bestand mehr hätte.
Ich erhalte als Kunde aber kein Hausverbot, wenn ich zufällig neben dem Dieb am Wühltisch stehe.
Meiner Meinung nach ein hervorragender Vergleich
Mit Berufung auf das BGH-Urteil und dessen hanebüchener Interpretation des Hausrechts - aufgepasst im Peek & Cloppenburg und Saturn, es könnte euer letzter Besuch in einem Großmarkt sein.
Endless schrieb:Graefle schrieb:Bigbamboo schrieb:geraeuschloser schrieb:
... Wenn man sich anständig beträgt wird einem im Allgemeinen nichts passieren .
Bist Du Dir da sicher?
Ach Bigbam hör auf, solche Typen glauben auch noch an den Weihnachtsmann.....
Naja, da ist schon etwas dran, was geräuschloser sagte. Wenn man sich anständig verhält, wird einem im Allgemeinen nichts passieren.
Das deckt sich vollständig mit meinen Erfahrungen. Es trifft in fast allen Fällen genau die Richtigen, wie z.B. Probleme mit dem Gesetz. Eine 100%ige Sicherheit wird es da allerdings nie geben.
Und die paar Unschuldigen, die es auch trifft - wo gehobelt wird, da fallen Späne, stimmts?
Du raffst hier ma gaanix.
Ich wünsch ja keinem, dass er unschuldig hopps genommen wird, aber bei dir wäre es echt hilfreich.
A Woman was at her hairdresser's getting her hair styled for a trip to Rome with her husband. She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who responded: "Rome? Why would anyone want to go there? It's crowded and dirty. You're crazy to go to Rome. So, how are you getting there?"
"We're taking Continental," was the reply. "We got a great rate!"
"Continental?"exclaimed the hairdresser. “That's a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their flight attendants are ugly, and they're always late. So, where are you staying in Rome ?”
"We'll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome 's Tiber River called Teste."
"Don't go any further. I know that place. Everybody thinks its gonna be something special and exclusive, but it's really a dump."
"We're going to go to see the Vatican and maybe get to see the Pope.."
"That's rich," laughed the hairdresser. You and a million other people trying to see him. He'll look the size of an ant. Good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You're going to need it."
A month later, the woman again came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome.
"It was wonderful," explained the woman, "not only were we on time in one of Continental's brand new planes, but it was overbooked, and they bumped us up to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot.
And the hotel was great! They'd just finished a $5 million remodelling job, And now it's a jewel, the finest hotel in the city They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner's suite at no extra charge!"
"Well,"muttered the hairdresser, "that's all well and good, but I know you didn't get to see the Pope."
"Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder, and explained that the Pope likes to meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me.
Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke a few words to me
"Oh, really! What'd he say ?"
He said "Who fucked up your hair?"
"We're taking Continental," was the reply. "We got a great rate!"
"Continental?"exclaimed the hairdresser. “That's a terrible airline. Their planes are old, their flight attendants are ugly, and they're always late. So, where are you staying in Rome ?”
"We'll be at this exclusive little place over on Rome 's Tiber River called Teste."
"Don't go any further. I know that place. Everybody thinks its gonna be something special and exclusive, but it's really a dump."
"We're going to go to see the Vatican and maybe get to see the Pope.."
"That's rich," laughed the hairdresser. You and a million other people trying to see him. He'll look the size of an ant. Good luck on this lousy trip of yours. You're going to need it."
A month later, the woman again came in for a hairdo. The hairdresser asked her about her trip to Rome.
"It was wonderful," explained the woman, "not only were we on time in one of Continental's brand new planes, but it was overbooked, and they bumped us up to first class. The food and wine were wonderful, and I had a handsome 28-year-old steward who waited on me hand and foot.
And the hotel was great! They'd just finished a $5 million remodelling job, And now it's a jewel, the finest hotel in the city They, too, were overbooked, so they apologized and gave us their owner's suite at no extra charge!"
"Well,"muttered the hairdresser, "that's all well and good, but I know you didn't get to see the Pope."
"Actually, we were quite lucky, because as we toured the Vatican, a Swiss Guard tapped me on the shoulder, and explained that the Pope likes to meet some of the visitors, and if I'd be so kind as to step into his private room and wait, the Pope would personally greet me.
Sure enough, five minutes later, the Pope walked through the door and shook my hand! I knelt down and he spoke a few words to me
"Oh, really! What'd he say ?"
He said "Who fucked up your hair?"
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