There is a long standing urban myth that Parisians are quite rude. Many people visiting the City of Lights have reported how rude and impolite the inhabitants of this gorgeous city were to them. Me and some of my friends were truly mystified by this odd sentiment, and now I’m going to offer my take on it.
The reason why some people feel that Parisians are rude occurred to me one morning, as I was ordering my takeout coffee (cafe creme ou a importer). The barrista made my coffee and handed it to me with the usual two small pouches of sugar. I took it, and following my North American habits, turned around and started looking for the condiments station. This is where you’ll typically park your coffee in order to add some more condiments, such as extra cream, milk, soya milk, almond milk, honey, cinnamon, vanilla extract, crap like that, you name it. All these things are offered for free in all North American coffee shops, but were nowhere to be found in the Parisian cafe.
Well, excuse the feck out of me, but how rude! Why is it that I, the paying customer, cannot get all these condiments for free?
Then it occurred to me: in Paris, you as the customer are not always right. There are people who specialize in making good products (such as this awesome cafe creme I was about to enjoy). They know how to do their job, they’ve received proper training (on top of being already quite talented at what they do), so your role as a customer is to just sit back, accept their expertise, enjoy it, and move on. Why would that be considered rude, in the final analysis?