Was having coffee with the guys this morning…
…when Helga (*) from the Computer Store wanders up…
Helga is one of those 21 year old German-Canadian
girls discovering the power of estrogen…
Estrogen in large quantities… at close proximity.
She likes to stand in such a way as to place her
hip within 6 inches of your ear.
_ (*) Not her real name _
Yes. She is that tall.
Anyway – she finally found a chair and started
regaling me about her German mom’s adventures travelling
into and out of the US Of A.
You see, Helga’s mom is german. Not german-canadian, but German.
She refuses to get a Canadian passport or become Canadian…
because Germany is so superior you know.
Anyway – I metioned the Baader-Meinhof gang while
regaling HER about a german g-friend I had in the
80’s who use to have a similar problem – she, too,
was 21 and believed in the superiority of Germany.
Anyway, while crossing into the US of A with her in 1984,
we discovered that a German passport upsets Canadian and American
customs… to no end it seems.
At the time, the The Baader-Meinhof gang was at it – they were trouble…
and of course every German is a member of a gang…
usually a larger gang of Germans… so passing into Canada or the US of A meant
“question-period in a small room with a naked bulb…” sometimes you would get naked too.
So, to Helga I mentioned the The Baader-Meinhof Gang.
Not 5 minutes ago I tripped across this link:
Now how bizarre is that?
It does not describe a German gang but a phenomenon of
repetitious experience and brain stimulation – which
I seem to be experiencing right now.
Don’t look now, but you have seen me before!