Progress

In pure desire of wanting to actually get paid for my internship, I was forced to go to the Deutsche Post today to send the last of my paperwork to Deutsche Bank. Having neither letters nor stamps, I awkwardly walked up to the counter and did what I always do at the post office, hold out my letter and declare "I need to send this." Usually postal workers react to this approach in a similar fashion: smile, nod, take my letter, and pretty much do everything for me. Unlike the people at USPS however, this Deutsche Post Arbeiter was not sympathetic to my ignorance of letter sending (also unlike the people at USPS, he was not old and nice). The situation was not helped by the fact that I had looked up absolutely zero vocabulary for this adventure before leaving and could only muster a "ich [incomprehensible deutsch] [trail off]". Feeling uncomfortable about a 30 year old German glaring and judging at me as I blubbered through his language and by the fact that there was a very long line behind me (for those of you unaware, hatred of that one douche bag taking forever at the counter in the post office is pretty much universal), I stuck out the letter again and just said "send." The conversation and my German only deteriorated from there.