Silver plate
More often than not, when you ask for something a little out of the ordinary in France, service providers’ first reflex is to tell you that it’s impossible. So you insist. They say it can’t be done. You smile, cajole, insist once again. They smile back and tell you, no way. Please. No. Come on. No. There must be… No.
There’s no sense in becoming angry; it’s a guaranteed dead end.
So you sigh, get the battered baby seal look going, apologize for being such a pain and ask, once again, if maybe, there isn’t even the slightest chance that…
Shazam and tada! Mais oui, bien sûr. No problem, why didn’t you just ask for it in the first place?
Yeesh.
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