I'm pretty sure I've mentioned this in another post, but I was in Paris one afternoon and stopped off at one of the Hard Rock Cafes - I like the memorabilia, and rather than buy fridge magnets from my travels, I try and get a Hard Rock Cafe shirt. Anyway...

The waiter comes up, and I'm battling through in basic French, trying to be careful and not be another tourist that made an arse of it, and generally doing my absolute best to not annihilate the beautiful language I was trying to converse in.

I ended one of the sentences with "je suis desole, mon Français est vraiment mauvais", a crude bit of self-awareness and a nod to an understanding that it wasn't perfect.

The waiter says in accented English "yes, your French is a bit shit"

I laughed and appreciated the honesty; he laughed because he got to rip the piss out of a Brit; and we all lived happily ever... except for my bank account, because fuck me drinks in the city centre were pricey.

Anyway, I like staff who are direct and don't fuck about.