Today I had three successful phone conversations all in German.
The first one was to organise the delivery of my fridge tomorrow at 12. I actually had this conversation in front of my workmates as the delivery company called when we were at lunch. My workmates said very nice things about how well my German was coming along and that they were proud of me being able to organise the delivery all in German.
My second phone I had was with my ISP provider as I came home to find my internet not working. This was a simple conversation in which I was told the right number for technical support.
The third conversation was with technical support, again no one spoke English so they had to put up with my very bad German. Mein Internet ist kaputt is a very useful phrase. However, I was able to give my name and address and tell them that no I didn’t cancel my internet as it was just connected on Monday. I have no idea why they thought I cancelled my account but supposedly my internet will be back up and running tomorrow.
Whilst I was on the phone to my ISP, a guy came to the door and told me that his friend used to live here 2 months ago and asked if he could use the toilet. I told him no, I didn’t know him and he wasn’t coming in and I closed the door. He kept ringing the doorbell so after I finished on the phone, I went to confront him again. Again, he kept telling me about the toilet and how his friend used to live here and he wasn’t taking no for an answer. I got a very bad feeling about this guy. I knew that he was trying to gain entry to rob me or possibly worse, so I enlisted the help of my downstairs neighbour Frau M who speaks English, just in case there was something legitimate about this guy. Turns out there really wasn’t and Frau M was eventually able to get rid of him. I was quite pleased that I was able to follow most of their conversation. After this guy left, Frau M told me that my landlord’s son used to live at my place and he had some rather undesirable friends, this guy being one of them. Sounds like my neighbours are very glad that I moved in.
I’m starting to think that perhaps there is a hope that I will learn to speak German. I had been feeling rather disheartened about how little progress I seemed to be making, but I think this move has been really good for forcing me to try to speak German. Without a partner here who speaks the language, it is up to me to organise everything and deal with things when they break and if the other person on the end of the phone doesn’t speak English, then I have to speak German to get things done.
All of the above made for a very eventful Tuesday. Now, German homework and then bed.
* I know I owe you all a blog post about my move and pictures of my new place. It is coming, I just haven’t had time to download the photos off my camera.