I’m French Canadian. A friend of mine lives in Paris. I go to Paris fairly often. When I’m there, I speak exclusively English to anyone I don’t know.
If I speak French, my god damn native tongue, they either make sure to tell me my accent is horrendous or they reply in German. In either case, they take this condescending tone… You know the one.
When I speak English, not only do I have the upper hand on the language, but they don’t know I can understand them perfectly. Win win for me.
The funny part is that quebecois split off of Classical French, and the bastardized version they speak in France now is farther away from classical than quebecois.
In France they are known for this thing with their language where anything that doesn’t sound like parisine french they call it “patois” (I think I wrote it correctly?). You probably won’t have this problem if you go to the south of France.
I’m French Canadian. A friend of mine lives in Paris. I go to Paris fairly often. When I’m there, I speak exclusively English to anyone I don’t know.
If I speak French, my god damn native tongue, they either make sure to tell me my accent is horrendous or they reply in German. In either case, they take this condescending tone… You know the one.
When I speak English, not only do I have the upper hand on the language, but they don’t know I can understand them perfectly. Win win for me.
Vous êtes chiants, les Parisiens.
The funny part is that quebecois split off of Classical French, and the bastardized version they speak in France now is farther away from classical than quebecois.
In France they are known for this thing with their language where anything that doesn’t sound like parisine french they call it “patois” (I think I wrote it correctly?). You probably won’t have this problem if you go to the south of France.