I'm French, Canadian AND Polish. I can't catch a break.
An anecdote to lighten the mood...
In college I had to share a (largish) cubicle at the USDA office in Fort Collins, CO, with another "stay-in-school" student employee. I was incharge of the phone system and phone and network wiring, he was the shipping and receiving clerk. He was contantly stacking boxes on my side of the cube. I'm French (Canadian) and Polish, with a smidgeon of English. He was German and Italian. For a couple of years the running joke was that our cubicle was WWII revisited everyday, Axis vs. Allies. He kept trying to encroach on my terrority until I drove him back.
(Oh GREAT, now I've probably offended the Germans and Italians...)
