Paris bus drivers are normally courteous to tourists, although once in a while you run into a bonjouriste. But today I encountered one who must have been having a bad day. First he growled at a woman who completely blocked the doorway for at least a minute while buying a ticket. Then a well-dressed but hapless blonde from southern Europe (Catalán? Italian?) tried to ask how many minutes till the next bus came. Unfortunately she couldn't speak any French or even English, and she didn't say bonjour first. She just said several times, "Cuant minuts?"
The answer to her question is actually clearly shown on LED signs at every bus stop, but instead of telling her that, the bus driver said in French, "Ask me in French and I'll tell you."
"Excuse, cuant minuts?"
"Between three minutes and five hours," he said, shutting the door in her face.