Please do not make fun of me. I have gone back to being a singing waiter and currently work for tips at Berlin's Block House restaurant on Unter Den Linden. Every night from 8pm to close, they have me greet guests shirtless with a black bow tie Chippendale's-style and say, "Gutten tag. Would you like some prime beef?" I don't speak German so you can understand how much it means to me to have friends here.