Thinking interested.. Or sometimes just thinking..

So … I just talked a whole bunch of German all day, so please forgive me. I probably have the strongest sounding English right now…(well, German accent) Well sorry what else can I say. But it might just have an interesting factor just cause you see how quickly everything changes. New Country, New Language.. Old is old. Alrighty
Enough is said.
Well at least to that subject. I am not sure what it is. But Germany just gets me thinking non-stop. Probably because I start thinking of the differences from US to G-land. And well just as it goes. Today, Today I was frustrated, just a bit. I couldn’t believe how open and free people sometimes feel to say things. I mean last year that I came to visit-same thing. You get jokes like this from total strangers in the middle of the street: “I want to stick in your skin“(which is a normal appropriate saying to say: I want to be you).. And then this pig says: (Already imaging it?) 5 inch(cm) (however I doubt that it makes any difference, with such a language, there can’t be much). Well, don’t get me wring. I am not a closed up minded girl not open for complements and I’ve seen a lot. But I feel that my respect was put down. And for all the means- I do not walk around possible near to be told this. So any who, anyhow… I was at work, working and serving, as this kind of pig of man comes walking into the little restaurant. I am used to by now to get complements from those old men. But he,.. He’s a special one I tell ya(not the special that you’d like to keep) He starts talking about my ass, my ass is so freaky, nasty, amazing, sexy. And how many times. He’s hugging me. Not even noticing that I feel uncomfortable. Just so touchy and feeling. I couldn’t stand it. Drunk like B.. really.. It was too much. I mean then he is 54 looks more like 68.. And says: well today I didn’t get styled up. Normally I look really sharp. But today I didn’t do much. But I tell ya, I am one freaken hot man. I am such an amazing man. I am the shh.. Basically totally self-loved alcoholic. Really. (okay I didn’t start this blog to bash about pppppl. Really not. And I haven’t, and I shouldn’t ever. But if you would have been there. The other guests felt very bad for me. It was BAD. It really was. And then on top of all my boss, she was complaining and grumpy… and now I started a theory that every 2^nd German complains.. Every 1^st not… Cause I am not a racist and am not trying to judge any race. White, yellow, black, orange.. Doesn’t matter we all are same, and there is just not any “Groupalizing” possible. Big, NO&no, basta!(loving my made up words, aren’t cha) Therefore today, I just kept counting 1,2... She is a 2, he’s 1. 1&2... 1&2,2&1... All night. Even in TV! Haha… Sorry for my humor. I can tell I am getting back into the German “lifestyle” again. Not harsh, but I need to keep the goods, my goodies from US. I do indeed. I say it’s time to read some holy scripture! Tell me do or have Any, Any of you ever felt put into a situation, which was just so freaken uncomfortable, that you still just are stunned that they’d be like that.
(I really am trying not to judge. So I am sorry... Ou and from all my "thinking" I totally forgot of the big day... New years/Silvester.. tomorrow.. stay tunned)