Category: My Life (What is Even)

Storm update

Re: Windy thing

I made it home before 5 PM (when things were supposed to start getting rough), had dinner (what also made it to my place without incident)

Glad I left a little early after all now that Deutsche Bahn is cancelling everything left and right.

That also means I’ll be able to safely enjoy the weekly Umineko stream a friend of ours has been doing for a few weeks. We’re about to get into the meat of episode 1 so I’m more than hyped for more. And since me and the bf have also appointed (in case some terrible person shows up to ruin the thing for everone) so I’m extra glad I won’t have to miss it. Less than an hour to go. Can’t WAIT…!!!

Well, that went absolutely terribly in every way possible

Sooo, on New Year’s Eve, best bf and me I ruined one of my two remaining kitchen bowls by the way of the rogue wax – I swear, lead pouring* was somehow less destructive back when it involved real lead. Anyway. I decided to grab a new set on amazon, hoping it’d be the usual painless “ordered on Wednesday, received on Friday” kind of affair.

However, today, when I came back from work, this had happened:

Cool. I had a problem like this last year and the package never resurfaced. At least this time, it’s something I’m getting for myself instead of a goddamn birthday present. That was rather annoying 😐

By far my favourite part of this passive-aggressive little message is the bit at the end, where DHL is making sure to remind you that your shit is probably fucked and you have no means whatsoever to do anything about it.

This is also indicative of the very German sentiment of “You’re our customer and we depend on you because you make us money but we actually hate your guts and would rather not have to deal with you at all”. That or “It’s us who screwed up but we’ll make you feel bad about it because – you guessed it – we hate you”.

Guess I’ll wait for a few days to see what happens but right now, it looks like “Ordering New Bowls, The Unnecessary But Entirely Inevitable Sequel” will be on the agenda shortly.

* A little custom we Germans like to partake in on New Year’s Eve, whereby you pour molten wax (or lead, before we knew health was a thing) into a bowl of water and try to identify the shape it makes, divining your future for the coming year… either that or making a horrible mess and not finding the thing you made on the little solutions sheet that comes with the kit (Yes, I think that’s more what actually happens). The German word for is is “Bleigießen” – or “Wachsgießen” for the modern, hopefully less poisonous version.

Hope springs eternal… maybe

I had to go to the post office today, which is always more fun the closer you get to Christmas.
However, they tried to make things a little less awful by having a lady ask people in the queue whether they had stuff to pick up so she could go and find their packages ahead of time to speed up the procedure once it was our turn. Worked flawlessly.

For a few moments, this made me wonder whether that elusive German efficiency might actually be a thing.

And then, I remembered that

  • in this country, tons of administrative things still have to be done in written form, especially in the medical sector (a recent gripe of mine: sick notes* and, being someone who needs medication regularly, prescriptions – all of these have to be issued on pieces of paper… what the fuck?!)
  • many people (even younger generations) are irrationally, almost aggressively, attached to paper money
  • the prevalence and quality of both high-speed cable and mobile internet is still beyond awful, not to mention the prices (especially for mobile internet) are ridiculous, especially when compared to many other – supposedly – less developed/advanced countries

and couldn’t help but feel a little bit silly ^_^;;;

* for the masochists out there: The proper German word for a sick note is Arbeitsunfähigkeitsbescheinigung (AU). Cute, huh? XDD

My life, 2010-2019
  • managed to leave the person who treated me horribly, destroyed what little life I had and nearly made me kill myself (2010)
  • found a job after dropping out of university, all the while helping my family get through my mum’s cancer diagnosis and (thankfully, successful) operation (2013)
  • graduated vocational school, passed my job exams and got hired full time at that same company (2015)
  • started dating a wonderful person who treats me well and loves me the way I am and spent (and am still spending) the best time of my life with them (2015)
  • after struggling for more than two years, found a fantastic job closer to where said person lives and moved to where I am today (2018)