I was crazy once...

Do you want to know who drives me absolutely crazy?

Germans.

Yes, that is right. I said it... Now I am a racist or whatever. I have to say that there is a huge difference between a German, and an Austrian.

Difference #1-
I have had two Germans yell at me in the last month
I have never had an Austrian yell at me.
Who yells at a 1) stranger who is 2) a very nice person who just happens to be 3) doing everything she can to make them happy?

Alright, alright. I am already feeling guilty for being stereotypical, and generalizing. I have met some wonderful Germans. A lot of them, actually (or they might be Austrian, it is hard to tell the difference for me). Perhaps it is just a coincidence that I happen to run into several Germans who just happen to be people that simply drive me crazy. I am also pretty sure that a large portion of my family history is German. Does that make me German? Does that mean I drive myself crazy?

Crazy?

I was crazy once. Theyl locked me in a room.

A round rubber room!

It drove me crazy.

Crazy.......?