It's a midweek business afternoon in Germany, and Dieter Henke's normally flawless command of English is deteriorating in a crossfire of craziness. An Italian delegation of separation equipment buyers is on the doorstep, a group of Korean scrap processors is due at any moment, sales orders are coming in, and, to top it off, some crazy writer from an American recycling magazine is on the phone asking about the biggest magnet he's ever seen. "I'm sorry, I have much to finish here," he says, tartly, into the phone. "I have no time to speak of this." But the question is one that Henke can't seem to resist-not even with a million things to do and no time to do them. He gives in without much of a fight.
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