@ lilplatinum: we don't even want to start on how many Germans I have found myself waiting on...
You wouldn't call them generous, would you?
well, I guess like people from anywhere, it depends on how well they know you. In general I would say no, generosity is not one of their outstanding national traits but I have definitely been treated very decently and dare I say even showered with gifts, food and money by German people who love me and/or know me well.
That it's a well-educated "Land of Goethe and Schiller" as the result of a world-class egalitarian need-blind educational system. One soon learns that it's actually a pretty low-brow, lower-middle class society where children are sorted out
Brave New World style, down to the wardrobe.
That's pretty much the local economy,
Oktoberfest and TT described in one fell swoop. There's nothing like
Have I Got News For You on TV, just a lot of blooper reel shows and fart jokes.
German efficiency. It takes about a week to discover that this is without a doubt the world's biggest oxymoron.
German stoicimsm/toughness. They're all a bunch of wimps who get two-week doctor's notes for hangnails and think you'll get bubonic plague if you run out to the mailbox for 30 seconds without dressing as if you're going on a polar expedition ... in June.
HA. All one has to do is ask one question not on the cheat-sheet at an Amt to see the level of efficiency maintained here. Most of class/educational stuff you said was too smurt for me to follow , but it did break my heart one time to see a 15-year-old boy bragging about his döner cutting skills. He said he was a professional and when we, thinking he was joking, laughed, he even got up to show us how he puts a bit of wrist action into the knife. It was 4 in the morning and he was finished with school. Comepletely agree with the doctor's notes and dressing warmly... you wouldn't believe how many people thought I was nuts for wearing flip-flops in autumn here. That was in 2006, I can't take the tsk-tsking anymore so my feet just have to boil.
They may love fresh air, but would rather swelter inside the U-bahn with nobody bothering to open the windows.
well, but U-Bahn air isn't really all that fresh now is it? cooler, but probably more toxic than the air in the train.
another one i can't get (thank God!) is their so-called indifference in public places. Standing at the train station on my first week in Germany, I spilt coffee all over my suit. Seconds into scrambling for a tissue, I hear a Schuldigung Schuldigung (which I couldn't translate yet) and a young man reaching over with a packet of tissues. Aw, i thought, dem sweet German boys! Not an isolated incident, i might add - have seen numerous helpful samaritans in my few months here.
WOW. I've seen people nearly stabbed at Schöneweide and no one wanted to step in and tell those guys to cut it out... but to be sure, if there is anyone within a five-block radius of where you've fallen off your bike, they will all help you up and ask if you're OK.