Living in Germany, I was surprised by how logical everything was. I was never feeling this sensation to kick something and complain about how it didn’t work. There were no splinters when I reached for a light switch, no unnecessary packaging for my toothpaste or popcorn, and most incredibly:
a very conscious desire to construct clean and orderly homes and workspaces.
This hangar started out so filthy. I quickly established a few rules, modeling the lifestyle of the German businesses I had interacted with. Martin and I knew that if we didn’t, we’d be spending every year cleaning like we have been: