Funny story about France. I went to France and Belgium on my two year mission sometime in the last century. I finally got her to go see Paris with me. The funny thing was, rather being the typical rude Parisians, everywhere she turned, people were helping her, and generally being out right pleasant. I still speak French pretty fluently, because I have worked to retain it. If we came across a problem some where in the street, I had to keep my mouth shut, because she had far better results getting help, with no french than I did being able to communicate.
Mind you this is the woman that was in a Costco checking out a couple of flatbeds of stuff, and told someone, super nicely, that they might want to go to a less busy line because we were going to be a while. The guy went off on me and how could I be married to her being so direct. I explained he must be a fragile little flower, and that what she said was nothing, he should have met my mom. No fight ensued, he left.
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