what did i do when i saw the rubber gloves? laugh and put them to use! i really like doing the dishes wearing gloves – i think it’s slightly disgusting to use your bare hands. that doesn’t mean that i don’t do the dishes without gloves, i just prefer wearing them to not wearing them.

when i came back from munich one of my skype contacts (a student at work) wrote me that he left something on my desk. i looked all over but didn’t see anything. THEN my colleague told me she had to hide it which made me wonder what in the world he left that needs to be hidden. so i opened the drawer she left my present in and guess what it was???

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no, really, guess. you know i like rubber gloves so you have an idea of what kind of things i like.

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guess, for christ’s sake!

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ok, no guessing, i get it.

he got me post its. not just any kind of post its because that in itself is lame. the post its had arrows on them and big black print that said “fuck this”, “fuck that”. “this is fucking urgent”, “don’t fuck this up”, and “fuck yeah”.

i was cracking up right there. i laughed so hard the colleague from the office next to us came to stop by and check what’s going on. i think these post its are hilarious, they are super funny, super creative, and so desperately needed! so much shit going on at work that a little f*ing fun is good!

we already had some encounters with fuck-post its and management but so far we always managed to turn it into a good chuckle.

so how can you make franzi laugh? give me a tacky present like rubber gloves and something with an f*-word printed on it. i’m so easy that way. and i’m not even getting started on the boobie cushion i got at a chinese gift exchange lol

and to your enjoyment, here are the post its:

fuck that post its

franzi

the only “bavarian speaking person” i met at the train station on my way back. there were in fact 2 trains leaving at the same time to the same final destination (berlin). go figure. he was confused as to which train to take and once he made me realize that both trains go to berlin (i go either by departure time or destination when i look up the train platform because typically either information is sufficient to find the right train). in this case it was a little more complicated.

anyways, we both managed to board the correct train and about 5 hours later i was back in the office working some more hours. because i like it that way (NOT!).

i didn’t see much of munich so please forgive me for not splurging about what a beautiful city it is. it was rainy and snowy and freaking cold so the only part of the town that i saw was the subway, one old gate, and a square (i forgot the name) that the taxi driver explained to me as “during adolf’s time, that’s where they had the big party events” — aha, right, that is definitely what i would tell tourists?!?!?

oh, in the morning it was snowy and since i didn’t experience snow yet this winter i kind of forgot that it’s slippery. MISTAKE! i almost landed on my bum in front of the hotel. i don’t really know what i did to save the situation but i know i looked funny as i tried to regain my balance while not dropping my bags, work equipment and suitcase. go work-franzi!

on a side note, someone dear to me is in the hospital tonight. please keep him in your thoughts! thank you all.

franzi

i was at a wedding in bavaria last september, that was right before the electrical unit in my apartment decided to go up in smoke. that town was about an hour away from munich and that’s as close as i got to the city.

so tomorrow will be the day that the capital of oktoberfest and weisswurst and weissbier will be discovered by me. in the few minutes that i will have in between arriving, finding my hotel, and making it to the fair venue. i already know that i will have trouble understanding the people there so in a way it’s like going to a foreign country, hahaha.

franzi

there is no real pattern that i can detect on when i forget to lock the door…it just happens. thankfully so far no one has walked in on me but there have been close calls

my name is franzi and i forget to lock the doors in public restrooms.

i find this sentence so beautiful, so true, so powerful. we all are a friend of someone and that someone deserves your respect. don’t be the friend who choses silence.

franzi