The Grand Teuton

The flight attendant in my aisle could *not* be more German. He's like
a charicature — Herman Goering as in-flight steward.

When offering us a choice between desserts, cheese or cake, he would
bark at each of us, "Cheese or de cake?" Or maybe it was "Cheese öder
Cake?"

When I asked him what kinds of wine they had, he yelled, "What kind you
want: white or red? Then I tell you!" Well, excuse me, maybe if you
told me what I would get for dinner I'd have a better idea.

Honestly, he frightened me into ordering the cake. I couldn't remember
how to pronounce käse.

I know I'll have a hard time asking him for the mid-flight snacks.