Ways Germany's Changed Me

  1. My default assumption is stores are closed after dusk.
  2. Perfunctory pleasantries and hyper-attentive American waitstaff  irritate the ever-loving crap out of me.
  3. There's a compulsion to pay with cash and coin to the exact cent.
  4. I cringe whenever a single small item--a book or travel alarm clock, say--is automatically bagged at the register.
  5. Forever closed windows choking off frische Luft fills a fount of fret.
  6. Sunshine on my shoulders makes me happy.

Here's ten reasons why I wouldn't be blogging if I were German, and here's some reasons why I would.