When it comes to fussing and worrying, one country in Europe stands out far ahead of all the others. No, not Monaco.
It’s Germany, of course. Statistically speaking, Germans have on average 3.2 worries to worry about each and every day. The French and the Austrians are worried too, but they’ve only got 2.3 worries available.
The Swedes only have 1.1. And I bet 1.0 of those is worrying about the bottle not running out. Hardy, har, har.
„Auffällig ist dieses Jahr, dass die Zahl der Sorgen, die genannt werden, praktisch explodiert.“
Observing Hermann 
3.2 worries = 4 :
Here they are, representing the Bevölkerung, das Volk,
a) how much will they ask for parking all day in town?
b) who´s fault are the (green) weeds on that sidewalk?
c) someone forgot to put up a sign there, so we might have found the Eisbeinstand more easily.
d) are they to let it rain tomorrow? Check the wheater forecast in the newspaper.
Yeah, I thought 3.2 was way on the low side too. They didn’t mean 32, did they?
Maybe this is similar to the French red wine fiasco that stated that each French citizen of legal age consumed 3 glasses of red wine daily. Of course, no one admitted as much and accused other Frenchmen of imbibing their share as well. Of course, if my German mother-in-law is in anyway representative of the average German, I would say “32 per day” is a much more accurate figure. My wife and I have a drinking game built around her mother’s worries. (Of course, it was my idea.) Each time Nachtdienst is mentioned, I have to take a shot; Each time the encroaching “Laub” in the garden is mentioned, my wife has to take a shot and so on. It was a way to turn family functions that usually focus on the German obsession and amplification of mundane trivial worries into a game that has left us both comatose on more than one occasion.