If there’s one thing about Leipzig that annoys my dear husband Craig, it is the constant battle with parking. Leipzigers seem to park anywhere they please, without regard for others. I surmise that this is because parking tickets are so cheap, so the people risk the fees and angering other residence to park their cars in a place that is convenient only to them.
I’m taking about cars parked on sidewalks, cars parked in Craig’s assigned spot in the lot, but worst of all – the one that gets Craig’s blood boiling – cars parked in front of our entrance gate.
Recently, as Craig was coming back from hockey practice, a car was yet again parked in front of our entrance. Despite there being a sign stating no parking, this seems to happen about once or twice per week. It was late, and Craig was tired and angry.
So Craig sat in his car, outside the entrance, and did what anyone would do in this situation and called the cops…the German-speaking cops.
Craig looked up the phone number for non-emergencies and gave them a call. The conversation went something like this:
Craig: “Hallo. Ich habe ein Problem. Jemand hat in meinem Parkplatz geparkt.” (Hello, I have a problem. Someone has parked in my space.)
Police officer: (Fast, incomprehensible German)
Craig, guessing at what to say next: “Ich wohne auf …” (I live …)
Police officer: “Weiderholen die Adresse bitte.” (Repeat the address please.)
Craig: “Ich wohne auf …” (I live …)
Police officer: “Bitte warten Sie ein Moment.” (Please wait a moment.)
Police officer #2: (Fast, incomprehensible German)
Craig: “Wie bitte?” (Come again, please?)
Police officer #2: (Fast, incomprehensible German)
Craig: “Es tut mir leid. Ich verstehe nicht. Meine Adresse ist …” (I’m sorry, I do not understand. My address is …)
Police officer #2: Lets out an exasperated sigh and then hangs up the phone!
In the end, since the call to police was unsuccessful, Craig had to wait 30 minutes outside the apartment until the inconsiderate ass finally returned to his car and moved it. Needless to say, when Craig got into the apartment, he was exhausted, frustrated, and harboring a new resentment for life in Germany.