Living with the firefighters

My neighbor's from the third floor really like Munich's firefighters! The first time they've met was last year's September when my boss told me to go home from work since my neighbor Manfred called telling there was a fire at our house. By the time I got home the fire had already been put out and the firefighters were putting there stuff away. Except for some grime and smell my flat in at the fifth floor wasn't affected.

A few weeks later the same flat was on fire - again, not as dramatic as the first time but still annoying. Just a few weeks later I came home from work, at the corner next to the house, what did I see? - Firefighters! I have no clue what happened that time...

So, guess what happened this night.... They were back at the third floor! At around 3:30 AM I was annoyed by the noise and looked out the window and saw a complete fire-fighting team. According to Manfred they were trying to open the door of the famous flat. They left at 04:08 so I could go back to bed and fall sleep.