WTF .... What The French?!

WTF #1

A wallet, keys, phone and maybe cigarettes is all I think they probably carry. At what point does one decide that pockets don't cut the mustard and that an over the shoulder man bag is the way to go. Seriously, why?

At home I'd 100% assume drugs. Here, nope, no drugs, just comfort/ease/zero self respect. Man bags are all the rage; young and old, rich and poor, there are man bags galore.

WTF #2

Sure, Paris has it's parking problems, more cars than spaces, people in a hurry, and a lackadaisical police department more concerned with image than action. But in sleepy little Coustellet at the local Super U supermarket these people are clearly taking the p i s s .

A teeny Peugeot 206 taking 2 spots, not an uncommon sight.
And a number of nonchalant shoppers not caring to walk an extra 40 metres to the near empty trolley bay, but adding their vessel to the end of the convoy and pretending it isn't their fault - cause the guy before them did the same thing!?!  God bless the French-ness here.

WTF #3

Breakfast in France isn't a thing like it is at home. Sadly, I can count the traditional 'hot breakfasts' we have had here on just 3 fingers. For all the sad though, there is plenty of happy, which is pastries. Croissants, palmiers, pain au chocolat and pain au raisin. 

And there is also one WTF, this is our 'toaster'. 

WT actual F is this?

"Good morning, can I grill you some raw bread?"

Seriously.

Scott.