French Disconnection, Part 2
(I’m French but have been working in Scotland for a few years. My accent is not as strong as the typical French one, but most people can guess where I’m from, especially Brits. Sometimes customers think I’m German. A rather drunk customer comes in.)
Customer: *reading my name tag* “How do you say your name?”
Me: *says my not very usual but definitely French name*
Customer: “So,where are you from?”
Me: “Try to guess!”
Customer: “Poland?”
Me: “No.”
Customer: “Estonia?”
Me: “No.”
Customer: “Lithuania?”
Me: “No.”
Customer: “Latvia?”
Me: “No.”
Customer: Russia?
Me: No
Customer: Republic Czech?
Me: No
Customer: “Poland?”
Me: “No, you already asked.”
Customer: “Oh right! Germany?”
Me: “No.”
Customer: “Dutch?”
Me: “No.”
Customer: “Romanian?”
Me: “No.”
Customer: “You are from Eastern Europe right?”
Me: “Nope.”
Customer: “Well, you look like it!”
(He keeps going and names almost every country in Europe, some twice, but none where people actually speaks French. The evening is slow so I don’t mind and it’s actually quite fun. Finally:)
Customer: “So where are you from then?”
Me: “France.”
Customer: “I knew it!”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
