I strolled to the local bakery
Saturday morning. The usual malingerers
camped in silence over coffee and a book, or stared idly out the windows, or
admired the particularly curvaceous backsides of customers at the counter. But,
when the idlers noticed me, they looked up from their white porcelain cups,
greeted me with soft smiles and a polite “Morgen.”
Sometimes they murmur, ‘mosha,’ or ‘moiya.’
The wonderful faces of the
bakery clerks immediately brightened as I checked in for my usual double
espresso and a fresh roll. O---, a cute
older clerk, with a blond ponytail that jumps like a twitching teenager when
she walks, came from around the counter, stepped close, shook my hand and
stared into my eyes. For a sec I thought
she’d used super glue on her fingers and we’d be stuck together ‘til dead do us
part. Can’t complain about early skin on
skin. As for the staring, you have to remember that staring is a part of the
German culture. As children, I’m sure
the school’s morning rule is: first one
to stop staring gets flogged.
You drive through a
neighborhood and pedestrians stop and stare with the gaping intensity of
well-aimed cannon. I always smile and
wave to complete strangers, just to give them pause to think they might know me
after all. And if it’s a wife who’s
walking with her spouse and staring, I wink and wave and lick my lips.
When Germans toast, they raise
their glasses and shout Prost! They MUST
also stare into each other’s eyes, or risk a year of bad sex. Now, I know you’re thinking…hey, at this point
in my life, and with my current hands-on life style, even bad sex...
Previously, I gave you a few
‘good morning’ options. Language is
constantly changing and being abbreviated, a lesson high school language
teachers, in their slave like devotion to complete sentences, apparently never
learned, mainly because few are native speakers of the language they’re
teaching, or because the French they learned in 1960 does not take into account
ripped jeans, green hair, tattoos, and the mandatory ‘like’ now populating
every casual remark. So now I’m going to
like give you a few like for-instances.
For example, no German uses
the word Fraulein to describe a young woman anymore. Everything is Frau these days, which can mean woman or
wife. I know American women would wince
if a husband introduced them as “my woman.’
You might also hear’ junge Frau’
for a young woman, as opposed to ‘Jungfrau’,
meaning virgin. Another word seldom used.
But, before you get your
knickers twisted and go braless (which I heartily recommend, by the way), I
hasten to add it’s the same for men. My
Mann can mean both my man and my husband.
Even the word, yes (ja), is seldom used. Instead, you’ll hear (as I did this morning
from a tall, slender, very beautiful woman) the vulgar sounding yaw!
This is not to say that I’m entirely put off by vulgar women, but I do
have my standards, though often cloaked in the dark corners of my libido.
You might be interested to
know, even in the heat of summer, which is to say only as warm as April in
Georgia, German women do not go braless.
This is unfortunate.
And speaking of sartorial
arrangements, what of the other sex, the hairy legged destroyers of
virtue? German men frequently go for
three quarter length to half-length jeans.
Only place I’ve seen that on Y chromosomes in the states is on toddlers
being hand towed by impatient mothers.
So, I sat and joined the other
malingerers, sipping my coffee, reading my book and reflecting on all I’d
learned on this bright morning. Wait a
sec….O is headed my way again….and she’s staring…
I believe I've said before, you're pretty good at writing porn. Say hi to the "frau" for me; love pony tails.
ReplyDeleteI love the stares. Unerves me 15 years in and I wonder how a stranger hates or is rude upon meeting. But a smile with the look is fun!
ReplyDeleteI am curious as to how they feel about you pointing your phone at their legs, no matter male or female. I guess I don't remember the staring, guess I just thought it was part of life back then. When I went to Japan (3 times in 18 months to see grandkids) I did notice that there was no eye contact. However as soon as they noticed the grandkids, out came the phones, and without asking, started clicking away! Now that unnerved my daughter in law!
ReplyDeleteI so miss going into the backereis to get breads, goodies, or just to take in the scents of Germany!