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Pizza Napkin

Whenever I was in the U.S. for an internship I took some extra pounds or kilograms. The American food was probably not suitable for my palate, my eating habits or overseas was different than in Germany - or was it a combination of both.

The food at the State University of New York (SUNY) at Stony Brook was also extremely unhealthy. Which many universities do in the U.S., had the dining halls on the SUNY campus (including food courts genannr) and rented in the residence halls to major fast food chains, which provided the students with burgers, fries and pizza.

had also written to all regular Undergradute (something like pre-degree) students a so-called Meal Plan (plan) now. That is, transfer students, or rather their parents had every month a fixed amount of money on the ID cards of their offspring, so that they could pay different in the dining halls on campus so that their food.

This meal plan was of course only for the burger chains and other fast food restaurants on campus. Restaurants in the city accepted the Meal Plan students not as a valid means of payment.

In other words, the students were forced to take all meals on campus and had virtually no choice but to be inflated when the chains in XXXL size.

The many stalls Cafe with muffins, donuts, brownies and many other goodies contributed also to my new and improved body mass at - and I had as a visiting student to pay not even a meal plan, but was as an intern decide for themselves whether and what food I wanted. But the offer in the food court was not made any better.

In one of the food out in the Students Activity transmitter (SAG) stood before me in the checkout line, a student with a pizza on the plate. After he had put off the cashier to pay for his meal plan card, he began to pull Napkins (Napkins engl.) from a dispenser next to the cash register.

He pulled a napkin at a time as the box and seemed do not want to quit. Finally, he walked away with a handful of napkins and pizza tray in his other hand and sat down at a table by the window.

After I paid, I sat down at a table near the student from the checkout line. This had now started to dab the grease pools on his pizza with napkins to at least a little fat to consume less.

Other guests took the pizza in one hand, bend up the ends of the dough and tended towards their plate, so that the fat flowed down. Much healthier the pizza was however not, but in a country where two dozen people for losing weight Low Fat Mini believe eating donuts and they would lose weight, you need a nothing more surprised.

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Annabel the Housefrau

For my second internship at New York University (NYU), I had looked for because of bad experiences in the private room search the last time a room in a Bed & breakfast house on Staten Iceland.

The journey from there to the psychology building at Washington Square Park did not take longer than the U-Bahn ride from my apartment in Brooklyn, which I had lived during my first internship.

New York is such a great city, that you could easily live within the city limits and still took over an hour to get to his job.

The four weeks in B & B on Staten Iceland cost as much as the month in the WG in Brooklyn. In contrast to my room in Brooklyn, there was the B & B is a large bed, a wardrobe, other furniture and even a TV (on which I have seen my first and last Oscar ceremony live in the U.S.). Back in Brooklyn I had my landlord and roommate Max just a normal bed (no sofa-bed) made available, otherwise there was nothing in the room, no closet, no table and no chair. And to top it all me Max has hiring and ripped off yet. The B & B I knew at least that I have so much rent pay, so that the operator while still making a profit - for a flat like this one is more likely that the rent is shared fairly and is not a "tenant" paid completely. But in New York so many things are different than in Germany.

The owner of B & B was actually named Eugene and pediatric dentist. Because his practice is not enough of a profit he ran threw the B & B to earn extra money. He was rarely in the B & B because he treated children's teeth during the day and evening only now and then came over to look after or make the accounting.

Annabel, Eugene's only colleague in charge of the B & B and was the girl for everything in the house. In the morning she made breakfast, the day she cleaned the rooms and three bathrooms in the house, answered calls and e-mails and evening they received the new guests. Annabel was always somewhere in the house access, during the week and on weekends and I began to wonder, when did it because it free.

sat on Sunday morning in the second week, Annabel at breakfast to me and began to converse with me. She wanted to know how Germany for that is what is the difference with the U.S. and what I have in the U.S.. Just some small talk.

Annabel looked out the window at the New York Bay. "It looks as if it were today times reflect good weather. Bouncing over to the city? "

" Yes. I wanted to look around for a few trainers in Manhattan. "

" I was not ever in the city, "Annabel said thoughtfully. "Is the B & B is always plenty to do."

"I can think of. Eugene but You Did not other employees? "I ask.

"From time to me a cleaning lady to help with the baths, but the house throws off enough money to employ a second full-time employee."

"Do you work then 7 days a week?"

"No, on Eugene weekend is usually there. Only this weekend he has no time. "

I found that not sound very credible. But Annabel wanted me probably not telling the truth and I had no desire to ask further. So I changed the subject.

"Today was a great day! I was in Italy Littly and then I went to Central Park and got me there on a bench and read something. That's fascinating that in a densely populated city nor place for such a large park. "

" Ah yes, the Central Park was based "Annabel her head on her hands and looked again out the window. "I will for years even in the Central Park to go. "

" What? You've never been in Central Park? "

" In the house is always so much to do and for a trip into the city should have at least plan a whole afternoon. "

" Since when do you work here at the B & B "I asked suspiciously.

"for 7 years."

shook "And you were in the whole time not even in Central Park?"

Annabel's head. "Too much work"

"And in Manhattan?"

Annabel said no again.

"But you just said that at the Eugene Weekend is here and you have free will, right? "

" But then I usually stay here in Staten Iceland. Do the shopping, wash clothes, stuff up. "

That sounded like a lame excuse, I thought.

"You really need to find time and take the ferry over. This is really worth it. "I replied lamely.

"Yes, I should make time," said Annabel. Then she got up and put together dirty dishes, which are other guests had left.

"Take you got a couple of cornflakes. They're healthy, "she said, and went with the plates in his hand in the next room.

This ended the conversation.

I do not know if it was inconvenient for them to admit that she had so little money that she had to work 7 days a week, or if she was embarrassed that I had caught, as me an ideal world wanted to play for.

I found it shocking to hear any case that Annabel in the 7 years appears to be the manager of the B & B had no vacation or at least never once had the time to take the free ferry at the 45 minute drive to Manhattan.

I was on TV in Germany once saw a documentary about people in the United States, which failed dream the American Dream and for years without breaking holiday worked. But to see a documentary one thing to meet someone like that is is a different story.

Annabel's work at the B & B of course, was not so physically exhausting that they had reason to fear them health problems. But so long without working holiday was determined not too healthy.

felt after that conversation I am definitely a little uncomfortable as a guest in this house. After all, I was involved with through my presence that Annabel had to stay at the B & B. On the other hand, it was probably dependent on the money they earned here.

remained Yet somehow return a bad feeling.

In my last two weeks in B & B Annabel, I met several more times. They always greeted me politely and said every now and then the weather, but such a call as at the breakfast table was not reached again.

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night encounters of the compulsive nature

Gerhard Since we lived in the flat was always something going on in the house. His door was forced closed now notorious throughout the block, especially since he had fought one evening times Nico over from the WG.

Gerhard came that night as usual at night by 20 after 1 clock home and went back with fervor his door closing ritual. I was already in bed, but was still awake. For several days I could not sleep until I knew that Gerhard was in bed and rest at last gave.

Slowly I also got an injury ...

In any case, the good Gerhard slammed on this evening as usual at ten second intervals our apartment door and I waited in my room that his forced eruption finally subsided.

I suddenly heard a strange voice in the hall: "Tell me how long you want to do that for? Do you know how it is late? "

" Please do let me alone, I must. I'm neurotic compulsion, "Gerhard's voice rang out.

"I do not care. I have an important exam tomorrow and I need rest. Enjoy it now on! "

" I can not. I have just said, "Gerhards voice began to roll over, as is always the case when he was interrupted in the execution of its constraints.

"And I have an exam tomorrow and right now you hear that!" Demanded Gerhards comparison clearly excited.
"Go away and leave me alone!" Roared back Gerhard.

In that moment I decided to turn me into this conflict before it escalated further. I jumped out of bed and hurried out into the hallway. There I expected an interesting scene: The strange voice Nico was in the conversation, a physics student from our neighbor-WG. Nico was a sporty mid-twenties with a wild mane of blond hair naturally curly, medium-and actually a very nice and sociable type.

But tonight he looked much sociable, as he clung with both hands on the door and tried them incurring. Opposite him was Gerhard, who had surrounded the door handle with one hand and tried to solve Nicos handle with his free hand.

"Let go! I need to make the door, "cried Gerhard our neighbors.

"You start again only to pop the door," Nico said. "I need sleep, I had an important exam tomorrow! Go into the apartment and give peace at last! "

" Hey, now do me a break. Your journey, or on half the house, "I tried to intervene in the dispute. But my test has generally been wrangling between the two under.

Gerhard struck at once a very different tone: "Get out you Nazi swine!"

"In what are you for a movie, then? You ticks probably not quite right, "said Nico Gerhards on provocation and gave it back to the stairwell.

Gerhard let go of his hate-beloved door handle and ran after Nico: "If I'd had a gun, I shoot you! "

" You're not very close! Go away, you crackpot. "

I was now running to the two in the corridor.

"Damn it, now it's enough but," I yelled loudly in the round. "You give peace now and that both"

This time I came through with the two brawlers. "I hold the spinner from his body and take care that he finally stops pounding with this door," hissed at me and Nicole went back to his flat.

Gerhard made a move after him to run, but I went in between and pressed him back towards our apartment. "And now you go into your room! This discussion is now terminated "

" Have you seen it? This Nazisau attacked me! "

" Tell no shit and go back to the apartment. I want to hear any more! "

" But I have to make even the door. "

" No, you do not have to. You go into your room and I close my door! "

Gerhard was still reluctant. I took a step toward him.

"Walk - In - Your - Room" I emphasized each syllable distinctly, in the hope that Gerhard finally got that I was serious.

Finally, Gerhard was beaten and had me drive back to his room. At the end of the hallway Caroline stood in the open door of her room and looked at me with a questioning look, "What was it"

"I'll tell you tomorrow, now I want the first time only to bed," I sighed.

"Okay. Then good night, "

Caroline disappeared into their rooms. I closed the door and went back to bed. I had hardly laid down again, as I noticed the noise that came from Gerhard's room.

There was the window open and added to it and opened and slammed shut ....

was able not go on.

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Lars and Sebastian: More best of

As WG resident must be much good with his new roommates to join, especially if they were freshly released from mother's lap and they never washed a dish in her life.

During my time in shared flats there were at least two roommates this way: Lars in my dorm-WG and Sebastian in my Downtown WG. Unlike Sebastian Lars at least had ever pushed a frozen pizza into the oven, Sebastian was still completely virginal in terms of domestic work as he moved in with us and we had to practically teach him everything. First of all we had to explain to him that his dish wash away by itself and not a few days later, I taught him that his wrung dishes flutters not by itself back into the cabinet. Dealing with a tea towel stand as the next lesson in the curriculum. A few months later

made my roommate and I rent an evening together and did what to cook.

Iris and I wanted to take care together for cooking the main course, dessert and made a Gundula Sebastian had worried a little dessert (meaning he had bought a few cups in the Karstadt panna cotta) and a six-pack of beer.

As Sebastian's purchase was only a rather small contribution to the WG-cooking, I asked him if he could help me and Iris in cooking. "Yeah, what do I do?" Sebastian asked with visible discomfort.

"You could shave the vegetables small," I said. "Start with the cauliflower."

Sebastian nodded, went to the cupboard and came back shortly afterwards with a small board and a knife. He put the cauliflower on the board, cut one of the sheets from around the cauliflower and began to cut it small.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Cut the cauliflower small."

"eats the leaves are not," I replied shortly. "You they can throw into the recycling bin. In addition, you should contact the cauliflower before cleaning in the sink. "

" Ok, I will. "

Sebastian made from the leaves and threw them into the recycling bin bucket, then put the cauliflower in the sink, grabbed the soap and had, before I could say, a dash of detergent injected type "sea breeze" in the cauliflower.

"What are you doing?" I asked aghast.

"What does it look? Cauliflower clean! "

" The food we want, but still! You can not pour detergent on it! "

"Why not? That is pH neutral. In addition, we wash our dishes, too, and our set with it. "Sebastian said defensively. "In addition, some agencies are brown, how to abkriegen the usual?"

"Normally Rinse vegetables under cold water and no soap and then cuts off unsightly places. And now look, that you include the detergent as down again get, we want to cook Indian and not Pril severally-... "


Lars, a roommate in my dorm-WG but apparently also of a cultivated ignorance in some areas of domestic work .

Once he ran down the hall and cried aloud: "George, I think we have to buy a new vacuum cleaner. Yours is broken, "

I came out of my room:" Like what is going on with the old? Previously ran the always good. "

" Yes, but now he no longer on the side always comes out the dust when it switches on with suction. This looks really not good. . As sure what is broken "

I knew immediately what was wrong with the vacuum cleaner," Have you ever tried to change the bag? New bags are under the sink "

few minutes later, Lars yelled down the hall". Krass, now he goes again "

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