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end without fear

Gerhard went as he had come: he packed his few belongings in his small suitcase, he worked for and left the apartment. As he walked past the kitchen, in which Simon, Nadine and I were sitting, he remained short, staring at the floor and muttered, "You have me ! Kicked "

Then he left our house without another word to say and left out of spite as the front door - are open - which he had slammed so often at night.

And then he was gone. Just like that. Like a bad nightmare upon awakening.

Only the bad smell from his former room, recalled that Gerhard had three months with us familiar.


The solution to our problem roommate turned out to be easier in the end than we had thought.

After the cancellation of Mr. Franke, the residence of the student union representative, Gerhard to put in another house we went next for Asta, there to inquire about our opportunities and possibilities to enable Gerhard.

"I can understand Mr. Franke's concerns," said Jorn, the Asta-member who we expressed our problem. "In the press saw the sacking of a disabled student from the dorm really bad for the student union. Especially such a famous students such as Gerhard "

(I am still wondering why Gerhard my two roommates and myself before its entry into our flat had not yet been announced - apparently we were three so that the absolute minority at the university! ).

Asta That a member may look at the website of the University administration would suggest, I would have thought of before. Fortunately, Jörn rehabilitated with his next sentence immediately.

"Actually you would have the students work by Gerhard did not share in the apartment. That was a mistake! "

" My words, "I agreed with him. "Well, and what we do with him? Can the student work did not just put it in another house? For example, in a nice single room in the rabbit in the stables Sonnenbühl West or something? "

" As far as I know are probably just a few rooms in Sonnenbühl free, "said Joern. "To the end of the semester because there is always a great Change. Funny that Mr. Franke has not responded to your request. Does he have a reason to be mad at you? "

" We have found two months, no tenant, "said Nadine. "That's all."

"Hm!" Jörg thinking aloud. "Were you ever at Mrs. Wiesenthal, head of the student union?"

"Head of the Student Union?" I asked. "I thought Mr. Franke is the leader of the student union."

"No, Mr. Franke conducts only the Department of Student Housing. Wiesenthal wife is the head of the whole store, and thus the head of Mr. Franke. Maybe you can even convince them of your concerns. "

A week later sat Nadine, Simone and I in the office of Mrs. Wiesenthal and this was much more understanding than Mr. Franke. While the three of us alternately marked what we did with Gerhard so everything happened, she shook her head and often said things like, "Really? One can hardly imagine, "" Is that true? "" That sounds bad, "" And you had now for over two and a half months living with him? ".

After we had sent three women Wiesenthal writes the lyrics almost half an hour and arrived at the end of our discussion was, she said the saving words, "I speak with Mr. Franke times and will see if can arrange like something."

On Monday in the week after, Gerhard moved into a single room in Sonnenbühl.

Who would have thought that things could be so easy ...

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Iris out of the tent

If you with other people almost 365 days a year in a single apartment to live together, you learn it very, shall we say, know-intensive. So you get not only with all the happy and positive moments of these people directly, but also all the bad days, and especially all the quirks they have.

Not infrequently, one hears that best friends or girlfriends, to move in together, go separate ways after a few months, and often never talk to each other. There is just something completely different than someone now and then for a few hours to see or spend time with that person a night or two in the same room. This person but to run every morning with unwashed hair and bad breath on the way, is a completely different story!

The best is always in my opinion, if they know future roommates in together before they have not already. Thus, still an asshole move into the flat, but at least one loses no friend, if that person then is going on.

flatmates that I shoot for the moon wished I had so few. With most of which I was never really warm. These were people for whom I knew from the beginning that I will never see them again when they once were moved out.

in my city-WG applied once Iris, a graduate student from my chair for a room. I knew she was looking for a room and told her that we would be free to rent a room. I liked her and I could well imagine that they would move into my flat - knowing that with friends and acquaintances should not move in together. But as well as I knew they still do not ...

After a private round of introductions here in the WG (ie Iris times of my roommates and I invited to the WG-dinner) she was allowed to move in with us.

It was not until then rather nice, to have them with us in the apartment. Finally someone was living again in my age group in the apartment and then Iris has also studied the same today as I did, so we had to chat as always. Often, they knocked at my door in the evening and asked if we could entertain us, or if I wanted a glass of Pinot Grigio with her drink. Now and then we sat down with my laptop in the kitchen and watched together a series of "Friends." All in all, we got along very well. Only they had

just a few quirks that I found rather annoying. She was raised as apparently in a tent, because she made doors never with the latch, but it was so long in the castle until they were finally, what sometimes three or four tries needed - somehow I felt in my time Gerhard reminds of my ex-flat.

By rinsing them did not have it so. She likes to put her dirty dishes in the sink and left it there until the next day or night stand. And bring all the cleaning plan or waste down, I had to remind them regularly. Now and then she used to my stash in the fridge and when I spoke to them on it they said what in the way: "We're friends, because it is not so bad. I'll bring you some day a new one with "

Sure, those were all just little things, but when day after day, week, had parading week always the same game (" Bring down your litter, "" Could you rinse again "" Where is my parmesan cheese go? "), the somewhat haggard from the bonds of friendship.

I tried to get over to see, but there were always discussions and bad blood, and then they are no longer quite so often knocked on my door the evening grew old and Pino Grigio in the fridge. From time to time we still looked Friends, but no longer quite so often as before.

lived up to my statement for professional reasons, Iris and I were with three other students in my city-WG and punished to the prejudices of friends, pull together and to suffer no more then may lie. Our friendship had changed by the time together in the house: once again I did not want to go with her, to me it was too tiring.

friends But we stayed ...

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trouble with the old building at the airport

My room in my old-WG was frankly a drafty hole. The house, 4 in the Floor we had our flat was in the 17th Century and has been renovated since then only marginally.

The fuse box the corridor was old, that it would not have been surprised if the fuses or the swastika had been carved. The doors and windows in our apartment were really thin, under the window sills to air pulled through and it was through his door every step to hear in the hallway - and I do not want to know what people in the hallway outside all could listen to sounds from my room ...

the floor boards in the ceiling and the walls were housed mice and even if my friend came to visit, I always had to go first on spider hunting, as it has a phobia of spiders. I often did at the end of the hunt carried a two-digit number of spiders in front of the door.

The house had desperately needed a renovation, but Mr. von Hohenstein, the owner of the house, completely broke and craft a real dud.

He once came to the actually not such a bad idea that he wanted to replace the broken tiles in the small hallway. First, he wanted to move us heavy, dark brown tiles in the hallway, where anyway the whole day was dim, as the hall had no windows.
When I told him that we would have no ground, as in the brewery and it should put us kindly white tiles in the hallway, he pulled from the building two different types of white tiles and put them in the hallway because he did not get enough of a Art could get - after three days the first tile again easily ...

The house was so old that there was no case for sewage pipes and the toilet flushing and so were all the tubes out of our apartment to the drain pipe out to the outer wall of the house.

"I have a special permit from the city," said Mr. Hohenstein to him once when I asked if this was allowed because Sun "The house is a listed building, because no one can lay pipes through the walls."

Whether the times as agreed, I was not sure. But the scheme has meant that we can often get in the winter hot water in the kitchen or bathroom run 20 minutes Had to be flushed to the pipe to prevent it from frozen.
When my roommate and I once every Christmas for over two weeks, were in the apartment was, it did happen and the gutter was frozen. Even hot water can run no longer worked. At some point the water was in the bath and no longer flowed from.

Ultimately, Hermann von Hohenstein spent a good 3 hours on a aluminum ladder on the wall and the receding ice rain tube with a soldering iron for the electronic hobbyist.

When I moved from the small to one of the larger rooms after we got rid of our house dragon Diana, Hermann wanted to renovate the room is clean and put a new floor. So he ordered me

times to be in the apartment, the rent with me to discuss and submit to me his ideas for the renovation. Shortly after I had rung the bell at his door, he made on me and took me to his "work" a little about 12-square-foot space, which was to be placed under the ceiling full of shelves, where there are books, electronic magazines, boxes of diodes, transistors, wires, LEDs, etc. piled up. On the only table in the room between other magazine stacks and shelves towers stood an old 14 "monitor from IBM. Under the table the right, at least 10 years old 486 computer was on the under Warranty still ran Windows 3.11.

Mr. Hohenstein dropped into a scruffy office chair and motioned me to sit down on a wooden folding chair on which a thin, lay with corduroy fabric covered cushions.

He came straight to the point. "Your new room, I would underline know before you move. Mrs. W. (Daniel the dragon) is now fully covered without underline the room. "

" Did you expect it to something else? "I interjected. "Did she at least paid their rent last?"

Hermann grinned at me and stroked his Schnautzbart. "I need not tell you," he said. He ran again with the thumb and index finger over the Schnäutzer and then murmured: "We have agreed to set off the last rent from the deposit."

I grinned at my landlord. As I expected, he could not keep a secret. In addition, I was already clear that Diana had not paid their rent last, they never paid anything on time.

"Anyway. For your floor I've ever considered what. How about if I interpret the two rooms with coconut mats? Others like me here in the room on the ground have. "He looked down at his feet.

I let my eyes briefly glide across the floor and said then "it's not serious? Something one can not put in a bedroom and living room! This is her work, as this is a floor mounted, but I'd love to run there in socks or bare feet over it and will not have such as a basement floor in it. "

Hermann looked at me dumbfounded. "This is still a beautiful floor," he murmured thoughtfully. He was fast but in small. "I can not even look at the recycling center, if I can find even a carpet or a couple of laminated plates."

"carpet or laminate sounds good," I agreed with him. "Just please do not brown carpet."

"But they have claims. Well, so be it. "Herr von Hohenstein had sometimes been a few strange expressions in stock. "Please go now!"

fact, my landlord moved a rug in the first room and laminate in my second room and in the adjoining room, where Michael lived, if he was not just on holiday at the moment.

The laminate was even halfway installed at ground level, so there was hardly any unevenness between two adjacent panels. The carpet was a different story. Hermann had apparently do not use as much carpet adhesive and had stuck the carpet only occasionally on the floor boards, which meant that within a few days for air bubbles and waves were on the carpet. He also had attached to the walls no trim, so you could see anywhere how sloppy he had cut the carpet actually handle and how many times he had to correct errors in cutting.

least I had are no cork mats on the floor in my room ...

After the disaster with the frozen gutter decided by Mr. Hohenstein to replace these suboptimal solution with something better and more modern. With a fresh loan from the bank in the case of Mr. Hohenstein was an isolated sewage pipe attached to the outside of the house by a qualified Workshop - fortunately he had this work not expect from yourself, who knows what would come of it. Perhaps he could do it, the tube positioned so that the water had run up, not down. Unfortunately

was installed the pipe for structural reasons, to other side of the house, so that initially could only be connected to the toilet. The kitchen and the bathroom had also to the other side of the dwelling to be laid.

So we Herr von Hohenstein had not previously declared. My roommate Wigald, Isabel and I introduced him to task and asked him how the imagining.

"Simple," grinned Hermann us at. "Mr. P. (Wigald) gives one of his two rooms, I make the door and then there is a small kitchen fitted with a shower."

the storm of indignation, which came on after the announcement of our landlord, need I well not to repeat here. My roommate and I were in any case not satisfied with these plans.

"And if one wants to shower, then he must always complete the kitchen or as you imagined it?" I asked him.

"I can move in a plywood wall and cut off a small bathroom."

"The room is a pitched roof with 18 square meters floor area and you want to turn it into two rooms? "Asked Wigald aghast. "Where are we going as a dining table set inside or shelves and storage cabinets?"

"Everyone can keep his stores but in his room." Herr von Hohenstein had today but really an answer for everything.

"We have mice in the apartment anyway? Will next be even cockroaches and ants come to this? "

" Now you are ready to compromise but something, "called the landlord. "I've still got nothing reported about my plans, a wall through the great hall to draw, so I have uninterrupted access to the attic. I want to create there even an apartment. "

" What, you do not want us just take a room, but still half the hall? "I asked indignantly. "That is the question!"

"I take away from you but no room. The old kitchen can be used instead as a new bedroom and the bathroom is a store room. "

" A store inside a bathtub. Super! "Quipped Isabel.

"I was thinking that I am a board can be mounted with hinges on the bathtub. Then you have a beautiful Chest in the room. But what about the fine. "

Mr. Hohenstein was now an interior decorator probably eaten for breakfast. The discussion went a while without success. We steadfastly refused to endorse these plans and at the end of the debate announced by Mr. Hohenstein all of us at the earliest possible date and started the next day, a line of bricks down the hall drew lots to draw.

a while we thought about ourselves if we are to him the entrance to our apartment - if necessary even with the help of a lawyer - should be forbidden as long as we still lived there. But since Isabel was the second three weeks will remain on the statement date out into the apartment, nor to their studies to conclude, we talked back and give her sake let Herr von Hohenstein, even if it does not suit us, without our consent that he began to rebuild the house.

sometimes you can get is just too much like, just to keep the peace.

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Depp

When I went to my second internship at NYU in the U.S., I asked my Professor about to bring him a few things and Germany.

He already had departed a few days before me and had me leave the message that things would be in his office on the table. The day before my departure I went to his office to pack up the things I take for him wanted - I HiWi (research assistant) was in his Department, I had a key to his office.
When I entered the office I almost by lightning! On the table two large printer paper cartons were filled with completed questionnaires, three boxes of brand new headsets for PCs, some books from the university library, and a headrest made of metal for scientific experiments, in which the head of the participant needs to be clicked.
latter in particular was to transport very large and poor. The head restraint consisted of a base plate made of metal, on which two good 1-meter-long rods were screwed. Halfway up was a cross bar with an indentation a chin rest mounted about 25 cm above it was an ergonomically shaped front bracket attached. All in all, the unit looked very brutal, as an instrument of torture in the Russian army or something - and I should introduce in the U.S. to get through customs. Oh great!

As I recovered from my shock, I first went to the office of the secretary of my professors: "Hello Hendrike, tell me the Prof asked me to bring him a few things in the U.S.. You know, if he thinks all the stuff on the table in his office? "

Hendrike turned in her chair to face me. "As far as I know. Why you ask? "

" I can not possibly take all the boxes with paper. May I introduce only 25 kilograms of baggage in the U.S., the paper alone weighs 10 kilos so already determined. In addition, I get that not everything in my suitcase. "

" Hm, no idea how you shall do it. He said only that he needs the documents on Monday. "

" I can take the impossible, "I said.

"Look, we call him once in the U.S.." She looked at the clock on their computer. Said, "In New York it should be now 10 clock early, as it would actually be reached in his office."

done. The problem was quickly resolved when I do not things could take, we should send them to him via express mail. He needed the documents on Monday morning. The headphones and the head restraint should I bring but yourself.

Since the two cardboard boxes were so heavy, I offered Hendike that I bring the boxes to the front post and there would do the paperwork for shipment. Once in the House post office I figured the post office staff that the postage would be for the two boxes 154 €!

I found it horrendously expensive, I called Hendrike to assure me that I should send the package itself for that price. They confirmed to me that Prof. has said that he needed the package would need on Monday, no matter what the cost.

And so I sent him a pile of paper - according to my experience, in which he would most likely not even look into it - for almost as much money as 20 hours would cost HiWi ...

The rest I took with me to my home, even if I had not considered how I would get this chunky head rest in my suitcase. Fortunately, the rest could be almost completely taken apart, so I could lay the rod across in my suitcase.

I had my account but not with the security services made at the airport. Even when departing in Frankfurt, I had to open my suitcase and explain what would lie there for a rod in it. The German authorities could be quite fast but I was able to appease and give my suitcase for the flight.

A colleague of mine had told me once that she had forgotten a bread knife in her hand luggage at the airport then pretty thoroughly frisked and questioned, was before her (of course without the knife, which you had to mail it to yourself ) allowed the departure.
After landing would have security guards at the exit from the plane waited to take her away to a private meeting with an interviewer of airport security. Apparently, it concluded, the colleague, informed an employee of the departure airport security services at the arrival airport is about her faux pas.

similar happened to me at JFK airport in New York. For me, the security officials were waiting, but not when starting the gangway but only at the switch for entry into the United States. And the U.S. officials were much more thoroughly than their German colleagues.

me my entire suitcase left on a table at the immigration counters to overcome, so that all the other passengers could see my clothes including my underwear. Moreover, I show the function of the local unit so that I was forced to the headrest in front of the official build and show off - luckily I did not know anyone in the queues at the immigration counters. Just as you looked at me, I had just delivered them an unforgettable performance.

I also had a student ID card of the University of Konstanz with me and the address of the offices of the New York University, where I should report on Monday morning were to grant me the officials but in the end. After all, the plane had arrived in a part of New York and all the other weapons that are on U.S. highways go, my head rest arm only a little evil. Also had I on the I-54 form that any foreign national to fill the aircraft must not checked, that plan I would kill the U.S. president (this question is actually put - as if had there ever been someone "yes" is checked .. .)

The headsets and the linkage I made on Monday at the university. The two boxes of questionnaires came only on Wednesday.

"If you had to bring the questionnaires but can not? You are a strong young man "- these words were the only thanks that I could make myself at the airport to Depp. Well thank you!