But now that I’ve been in a fully-functional and lovely relationship for the last six months, I’m enjoying all of the amusements and challenges posed by our different cultures. He‘s not a fan of the Facebox, and I get that. He wants to eat carp while it’s in season, and I say sure, just please turn it while you eat it because the eyeball is looking at me. Danke. But so far, it’s worked out.
Since I had been here for more than a year before we got together, I’d heard a fair amount of stories both from friends and indirect sources (hi, Internet!) about German gents. And of course, you can’t generalize an entire group of people, but of course, there are always stereotypes. French guys are romantic, Italian guys are suave*, German guys are.… I don’t know… punctual?
But the main thing I heard was that they aren’t very demonstrative, or comfortable talking about feelings/emotions, etc. etc. So when I ran across this a few weeks ago, I got a good giggle…
To this point, BV has been the total opposite of 1) this comic and 2) most of what I had heard about German guys. I thought this comic was pretty funny, so I sent him the link and this is the email conversation that followed…
~BV: I thought we’re really modern and I should turn like this … but Okaaaaay, just for you!!!
*Based on my time in Italy I would replace ‘suave’ with ‘short.’
** See: “Oh my God, those Crocs are horrendous.”