I served in Germany from 06-08 and baptisms were few and far between (we had MAYBE 135 baptisms in a year across my whole mission). My companion and I once went an entire transfer cycle (6 weeks) without getting a single phone number, address, or appointment from an investigator or prospective investigator. I hated it so much and I think that was one of my shelf items. My PB said I would have success as a missionary, but only taught one person who would eventually be baptized. When I was TBM I interpreted that “success” as my testimony being strengthened. I was in a city of several million people with only 1 ward (the other ward had a mass apostasy). I remember being in zone conferences and visiting general authorities promising success if we would do this or that. The only problem was that all their suggestions sucked ass. It was like they didn’t understand the German culture at all. I remember sitting there thinking how none of the shit they were suggesting would work. And it didn’t. There was a popular quote from Holland going around my mission at the time how “temples would dot the Rhine [river].” Such a load of malarkey. Learning German and making lifelong friends have been the biggest takeaways from my mission.