Arrived in Frankfurt in a plane, where every 50-plus oldie - on their way to visit their software son/daughter - believed that every road leads to Chicago. After demystifying their presuppositions, I arrived in Vaterland. Stood in the line for immigration clearance. Then came my turn:-
Me: Hello
Officer (looks at my passport, and says with German English): What do you done here?
Me: What?
Officer: What have you do here?
Me: I am here to attend a language course.
Officer: What language?
Me: German..
Officer (with a surprised, gleeful smile): Verstehen Sie Deutsch?
Me (with a fake German accent): Ja, ein bisschen.
Officer: Wo studieren Sie?
Me: Im Freiburg, bei Goethe-Institut.
Officer: Haben Sie eine Zurueckkarte?
I showed him the return ticket.
Officer: 27th Juli, Eh? He stamps my passport, and says "Willkommen"
As I go past him, I hear him asking his officer-pal next to him, "Wer is besser, Goethe oder Schiller?"
Me: Hello
Officer (looks at my passport, and says with German English): What do you done here?
Me: What?
Officer: What have you do here?
Me: I am here to attend a language course.
Officer: What language?
Me: German..
Officer (with a surprised, gleeful smile): Verstehen Sie Deutsch?
Me (with a fake German accent): Ja, ein bisschen.
Officer: Wo studieren Sie?
Me: Im Freiburg, bei Goethe-Institut.
Officer: Haben Sie eine Zurueckkarte?
I showed him the return ticket.
Officer: 27th Juli, Eh? He stamps my passport, and says "Willkommen"
As I go past him, I hear him asking his officer-pal next to him, "Wer is besser, Goethe oder Schiller?"
