A Florentine Quickie #1

Friday night I wound up staying late at the San Gallo campus waiting for my video to finish compressing and then (fail) to upload so I stopped at the first cafe that I could find that was still open to get a bite to eat. The place was surprisingly packed and I wound up sharing a table with an elderly Italian woman who offered me a seat. Her English seemed remarkably good and she started talking to me. Eventually though, I started speaking too quickly (as I naturally do) and too much in English and she scolded me; something along the lines of "I'm speaking English to you as a courtesy, you're in my country you should speak Italian." However, when I tried to use my bastardized span-englo-talian, she got even more annoyed and told me to just tell her in English. At that point though, the barman came to my rescue and told the woman, I gather, "while he's talking to you he can't eat, shut up old lady!" I'm almost certainly going back to that cafe again, although this time maybe I'll sit by myself.