My husband (during a trip to Australia) said that he found it stressful to have to smile for people he didn't know, and would never meet again. He actually described the experience as physically exhausting. He also said (and I posted something about this a few months back) that being treated with a smile and too much chit chat from service staff made him feel uncomfortable and nervous. Since then I've talked with other German friends and most of them have agreed him. To be honest, I find this a little disturbing and hope to God that one day I won't have to explain to our kids that the person smiling at them in the toy store is not a freak, but just a person who is trying to be freindly.
(It's ok darling, you don't have to be afraid of the smiling people.) My husband and I read a book recently about German culture and I found really helpful in many ways, espeically to do this with him. (Germany, Unraveling an Enigma by Greg Nees, ISBN 10: 1 877864 75 7ยด - the author compare German and American cultures) One of the things that was great about it was that the author didn't just say that Germans are like this and that; he looked back over history of Germany and it's links with langauge (its reflection of values, use and socialisation), education, politics, war,...so as to try and help the reader build a more informed understanding about why. One of the things I was able to understand a little better through discussing the book with my husband was that the problem doesn't seeem to be that Germans don't want to smile, it seems to be that this type of warmth and friendliness is reserved for private spaces, contexts and relationships. The private and the public areas of life seem to be kept very separate,...which differes in my opinion to the Australian culture,..for example. (not sure how accurate this is and don't want to make any generalisations,...we're still learning about this as an intercultural couple. So if you think this author was wrong about this, then I'd be really interested in your opinion)
But,... I couldn't help but laugh when on a recent holiday to Berlin I found myself on at least a dozen ocations being greated by warm and freindly service staff - and yes, they were smiling.

When I spoke with service staff in German most of them wanted to know where I was from, asked how were liking Berlin, wanted to ask my husband about Munich, and wished us a happy holiday. (this would have happen in about one third of the shops and restaurants we went into) Some people even offered advise about cool places to go, and some dodgy areas to avoid. All of this was innitated by the service staff not us, ...so I was in heaven. My husband on the other hand seemed very disorientated and unsure of how to react at those times. It was kind of like the world, as he knew it, had just jumped up and slapped him in the face.

It may have been a fluke that we had this experience in Berlin, it may have had something to do with the weather on that particular weekend,...who knows. But I thought it comical that this kind of happy, smiling and engaging service was being delivered somewhere in Germany. I've lived in Munich for nearly 3 years now and I think this has happened to me here about 3 times - total. (and with only half the warmth) Don't get me wrong,...we also received the standard shit service that we normally do,... it's just that no one seemed to be emotionally scarred or sentenced to a diseased death simply because they smiled. The actually seemed to enjoy it.
By the way,... is anyone able to recommend any good books written about Australian and Italian cultures? (Aussie with Italian parent / family) I think it would also be interesting and valuable to research my own cultures as well,... just as important I think.