Friday was a long day at work for me. From 9am until 9pm.
At 10am our department met in Herr Lüeße’s office to talk about next year’s plans. Sunna brought me hot chocolate. In meetings there is coffee or black tea, neither of which I can drink. I don’t mind not drinking anything. I’ve been to plenty of meetings for work in America that had nothing. Maybe water. I think it’s a European thing to always have drinks. And it’s not just coffee and tea, it’s pieces of chocolate or a bowl of gummy bears. I mean, it’s brilliant, people. Minus the gummy bears.
So when Sunna handed me a cup of hot chocolate from the cafeteria (the best kakao that I’ve had so far), I was elated.
For this meeting my co-worker Anika brought food, food, and more food.
AND American brownies just for me. I couldn’t stop laughing. The best!
These are good people. Times a million. I got so. darn. lucky.
So we talked about plans and ate food and I tried to concentrate on understanding the conversations, which I got the gist of.
Listening to German is like overhearing two girls gossip in the bathroom and all you hear is, “Yeah, he’s totally going to dump her so he can go out with…”
And you’re like WAIT, REPEAT THE FIRST PART. I want to know! Except you can’t say anything because you’re in the stall.
Not like anyone’s gossiping about who is going out with who, but sometimes you hear stuff like, “Yes, it could be a scandal” and it’s like whoa whoa, people let me in on this conversation. But they’re already five minutes ahead of you.
I enjoy all of my co-workers. I feel comfortable around them. They are so patient with me.
Around 2:30 or so, we got out of the meeting. I stayed until 5:30 when I met with Linda, the woman over minority policies in Schleswig-Holstein in the state chancellery and Friedhelm’s wife. Together we walked down the street to hear the president of the European Union talk about minority policies.
I feel like going to a meeting with the Pres. of the EU is kind of a big deal. But everyone is kind of like, yeah, whatevs, so I’ll just try and keep my cool, I guess. No biggie…
The meeting ended at 7 and Linda and I stayed until Friedhelm picked us up. I talked to a lot of people and understood überhaupt nichts. My German was shot. I was embarrassed. I wanted to tell everyone that if it was 11am, I probably would be able to understand this conversation, but there is just a time where my brain really shuts off.
False. I may not have been able to understand them at all. But let’s make the excuse that it was past my German bedtime.
I talked to Jette Waldinger-Thierung, who is a member of the Schleswig-Holstein state parliament and a part of the SSW party, the Sydslesvigsk Vælgerforening in Danish or the South Schleswig Voter’s Association. The party represents the Danish and Frisian minorities in Schleswig-Holstein. Man, I need to write a post about all this stuff for you with fun diagrams. I’ll do that when I get caught up. J
She was super nice and said to come talk to her anytime I have questions. I will definitely make an interview with her for my research paper.
Pfewf. Long, long day, but I did it.