Silence in the kitchen

So working in Germany was an awesome experience simple as that. I was really expecting to see some tall Germans when I got there, blonde hair blue eyes you know typical stereotype. So my first day was quite the shocker most of the cooks in the kitchen were kids my age one or 2 years older. I did however see a typical German who went by the name of ronie. Had blonde hair, green eyes and was the epitome of what a German looked like in a war movie. Great analogy right? Needless to say the first couple of weeks were rough. I was working 60 hour weeks, which was a normal thing over there, so my body ached from the long days of work. Having just broken up with my girlfriend at the time I was still depressed and heartbroken. I really didn’t talk much since I didn’t know the language to well. The only form of communication that I received was through the movies I watched on my computers. Needless to say I had a lot of time to think. Lucky for me things eventually started to get better