Friday, June 20, 2008

Arbeits Machts Frei?!

Yesterday, a colleague in the office brought in a bushel of cherries (kirchen) plucked from the tree in his yard. This would be the German version of our Floridian private citrus harvests in December. The staff rallied around the conference room table, ate cherries and talked, while spitting pits into their hands and dropping them in a collective bowl. At first I was self-conscious to be expectorating cherry pits with people I hardly know . . . but I got over it, and the cherries were delicious.

I have been able to easily get to work every morning by 8:00am. It boggled my mind at first. How is this possible? Having one's own car does not in fact expedite commuting, it turns out. I don't have to get gas, drive 20 minutes, or park. Apparently the time I spend walking to and from the S-bahn is less time than it takes to drive. I have also noted that the Sun rises earlier, and sets later here . . . meaning that biologically I'm more awake. Oh, yeah . . . and then there's the fact that I'm jet lagged into the next universe (John Lennon says hello).

While waiting for my bag to be delivered, I noticed an ominous red button outside my apartment door. It was situated, as an American doorbell. But I had a doorbell, labeled doorbell in the door. This button had no label, was large and bright and begged to be pressed. What would happen though? I could set off a fire alarm, or turn on a distant heater, garbage disposal, or unknown German appliance. Discretion being the better part of valor, I restrained myself and asked colleagues at work what they thought this button was . . . the Bat Cave? They knew immediately it was the ceiling light for the landing.

One strange aspect of my apartment is that it is decorated with a menagerie of faux animals. There’s a Schnauzer/Scottish Terrier dog, a carp fish, a frog, and a goose. It’s a curious aesthetic, that has the same effect of a velvet Jesus painting. Wherever you go in the apartment, there’s a pair of eyes watching you.

Last night the duck, the dog, and the frog had a binger and then got into it with the fish. It was not pretty, is all I can tell you. I have to bail them out after work.

2 comments:

Jeff Henderson said...

Cherries. It reminded me of something I had forgotten. When last living in Germany (Heidelberg 1975-1978) my parents rented a garden plot. This space was a mini-farm about 10 meters wide and 100 meters long. (One among many strips of mini garden-farms divided by neat little fences) In the center of our strip was a shed that was like a little house and was surrounded by fruit trees. The Cheeries were deicious. There was also Peach, plum and apple. We grew potatoes, corn, tomotoes, cabbage, squash, water melon, and flowers among other things. There was an asparagus patch. It was a pleasant place. After tending the garden we would sit in the shade of the trees or the little shed porch and have a beer.

Unknown said...

well this is my favourite photo so far. thx for bailing out the farmyard... :-)