HAHAHHAAAA are your relative Germans?
I will never ever forget the following scenario: 20 years ago I was working in HR. One of the seniors would always be late. Asked by the boss himself why this happened he replied (wait for it, it's a good one):
"Well, you see... we have bad weather outside and I didn't want to park my car at the side of the street. So I moved into a hotel that provides a garage. Unfortunately public transport isn't close by and I have to change lines 2 times, so I'll be always late until the weather improves and I can move back to my flat."
(wait, it'll become even better).
All men nodded, the boss turned around to his secretary and said " Please postpone all dates for Mr *** for the rest of the week that start early,".
That said, the cars was nothing special, Audi, BMW don't know any more, frankly said.*
*mind: I am German
Re. bag: nope. I buy them I love them I use them and I wouldn't ever think of reselling value as otherwise I'd buy an ounce of Gold. Period.
That’s so outrageous it’s hilarious and no my relatives are English, albeit she’s married to a Northerner who insists their cars, bikes, wine, holiday cottage etc etc can only be French or it’s rubbish.
I recall a holiday in France, we pitched down on an empty beach and within minutes 2 German holidaymakers had sat right beside us. I was laughing so much at my brother saying FFS there’s a whole empty beach.
Love German cars and the country - it’s the cleanest I’ve ever seen in Europe and it’s great the way you don’t have drunkards in the street like we do (me included)
