Trying to rent a room on my flat. Appointment with a German guy. Who is so polite, calm and disciplined, that's crazy.
When I get home with him (outside he was walking behind me, not by my side because the alley is narrow and maybe he didn't want to be too close), my mother shouts at him "don't take your shoes off!!"

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She talked and talked and talked. Maybe the guy wanted to go away, felt stuck but I couldn't read him.
At the end, he stood up when I did, and I apologized for "any cultural misunderstanding"

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I have a lot of stereotypes on Germans (good ones), and that Frederik was a confirmation (except that he was not tall, bald and nudist).