I couldn't help but ask her where she was from…
(waitress) – Eastern Europe
(me) – Ah, which country?
She comes back later with the bill. I'm reading my iPhone.
(she) – So did you look up where is Bulgaria?
(me) – My dear, actually I know where it is. I've been to Greece and Romania and even Serbia, but not your country
– Really? Greece is beautiful. And in Bulgaria we have the mountains, the ocean, but you know… It's Europe! (pulls an exaggerated disapproving face)
– What do you mean?
– You know… RUDE people!