Yesterday was the last day in 32 years that Karl-Heinz Bendinger didn’t get up at 2:30 am and get to his kiosk at 4 am to open at 6 am.
And he’s also pretty much the Poet Lauriate of Gonso. For years he’s written a poem for a his regulars and slipped it in their newspaper or magazine.
Today, he’s probably having a lie-in.
Which he thoroughly deserves.
(2:30? am? I can’t even begin to understand the concept of anything that early. It hurts my brain to even think about it…)
Popped in to see him on Saturday – he’s one of Mrs JB’s tenants in the Vertical Village, but I’d never met him – and the back room of his kiosk (which is right in the middle of the main drag through Gonso at the corner of Kapellenstrasse) was full of presents from his heartbroken customers. And a big bunch of roses that he was giving to his customers.
He also got a present from MVG, the public transport operator in Mainz. (He has the highest turnover of any of the ticket offices outside the CBD – €200k annually. So he’s probably generated revenues of €6m/$8m or so for them over the years)
They gave him one of those fabric shopping bags with some of their advertising giveaways – sauna towel, sweets, condoms….
Now wasn’t that generous of them.