Waiters in Alsace (Eastern France) will reply in German when you try to practice your French.
They reply in French when you speak German.
When you talk to them in Alsatian or Pfälzisch, they’ll introduce you to their grandma who will cook for you till you burst.You know Alsace well
I live within cycling distance of the border, and go on regular cheese runs.
My Parisian waiter when I say “Merci Beaucoup, Bonne soirée monsieur”
Parisian waiters are like that to everyone.
I live close to the border so we go to the Netherlands about every other month. I have tried learning some common dutch tourist phrases like ordering food or asking for the toilets. Unfortunately, so far most shops or waiters have just insisted on using English or German and I’ve been told numerous times something along the lines of “Why would you try to learn Dutch? We can all speak English.”
The front desk lady at one of the hotels we stayed at in Noord-Holland even told me “Oh, don’t learn Dutch, that’s such a waste of time.” I don’t know, I love learning at least a few sentences of the local language when I go somewhere on vacation. But I’ve never met so much resistance to it as in the Netherlands.
The word is “polyglot.”
Fuck you I’ll be pentalingual if I want to be
“Hey baby, yeah I’m pentalingual!” <winks>
You curse like a dual citizen.
I love when people call me polyglot when I only know three languages, lol.
“woah, u ken rite inglish an brittish? ur laik a total poll e glott!”
Met an old British guy in a bar the other day, he kept commenting how good my English was. I think he meant well, but it rubbed me the wrong way at some like yeah, it’s not that hard, you know.
i mean, have you heard the average british dialect?
And then an old Japanese man walked in and yelled: “Oh my god, they know how to use chopsticks!” Then an elderly Japanese woman burst through the window and asked: “Do you know about Japan’s four seasons?!” You just nodded and took a bite of kimchi. Then from under the table popped a Korean lady and she yelled: “They know about kimchi!” And then a bunch of Chinese uncles fell from the ceiling and yelled: “Wow, you blend in so well!” This caught you off guard and you dropped one of your chopsticks. You then ate some rice with your hands and out of nowhere came a bunch of Ethiopians. The Ethiopians started going wild and yelled: “They didn’t touch their lips with their fingers!!!” At this point the old British guy keeled over and died from culture shock.
Nobody can be reasonably expected to count to 3 without error.
