College was worth it for this one moment.

I was not always the technical-degree EMT yall know and love. I once went to a real college with brick buildings and ivy and everything. I went to Hollins University in Roanoke, VA for a year and a half. To say that I did badly would be a kindness, and I dropped out.

Anyway, one of the classes I actually enjoyed/passed was German.

And today, almost five grand left in student loans became TOTALLY worth it.

I was at the commissary and saw three German soldiers hogging the 'taters section. I needed some 'taters and wished they'd move. I gathered from their (Bavarian-dialect) converstaion that they didn't know what kind of kartoffel to get. Auf deutsch, I enlightened them and educated them on the uses of Russet v. Idaho. They were very pleasant and didn't say anything about me being a crazy tater eating eavesdropper or anything. They actually thought it was great to meet an American who was interested in their language! One said it helped him feel less homesick. How sweet!

So yeah, college was worth it because now I can tell German soldiers about potatoes.

Maybe I should write a book. Potatoes and the German Soldiers, anyone?