As far as I’m concerned Poles are great poeple to get on with. Our mentality though is full of strange paradoxes. We are generally very friendly poeple, however in Poland there’s no such thing as politness on the streets. The truth is that a stranger Pole on the street can just go to hell. Our first impression of a stranger Pole is always negative and we always see the bad things about him first, never good.
We love to critisize other Poles, we are then very rude. Our attitude towards other people is very complex and you can never guess what a Polish person thinks about you. Polish poeple are also extremely conservative and live in the past.
We love celebrating, and we prepare for our parties a long time before the actual date. The food for a typical Polish party is always prepared by the women in the most traditional way – there is hardly any feminism in Poland, and we do not discriminate women.
Polish people are generally very inteligent and they always want to learn more. The education level in Poland is way over average. We are hardworking and always available to work. We prefer just to get the job done, without the pointless breaks, tea-times, lunchtimes, playtimes, and all that shit that the Westerns are used to.
We are the true masters in looking smart on a shoestring budget. The Poles can actually be recognized just by looking at the way they dress. We really prefer to have one proper item of clothing than buying millions and millions of unnecessary clothes, that have no occasion to be worn.
We are very clean people, we live in clean cities in a clean country. There’s a story that may shock the westerns, and it’s also a true story that happened in my hometown – Lublin. The mayor of Lublin has actually banned kebab and gyros take-away restaurants in the town centre as the locals are disgusted by the dirty and smelly stains on the footpaths around the area where that kind of food is sold.
Poles take resourcefulness to a level of which other nations can only dream of. They can make food out of something that to a typical westerner looks like an empty fridge, and the food is always tasty and good for your health.
We are extremely caring people, and we are aware of the fact that other nations may take us as being clingy. Anyone close to a Pole0 that doesn’t look like a 100% of them is litterally fussed over and over until the “illness” is sorted out. We have a deeply hypochondriac nature. A typical example is my grandma. When she sees my sister cough she readily states a diagnosis (which rarely is correctand is always exagurated). We have millions and millions of possible ways of curing different kinds of illnesses, but the most universal “medicine” used by Poles is a home-made beetroot syroup. My dad always prepares this when I catch cold or flu. You have to cut the beetroot top, drill a small depression in the beetroot crossectional area and put quite a lot of sugar in there together with garlic. After a couple of days a sweet and healthy beetroot juice is made. I personally dont like it, but others find it very tasty.
The bad things:
An example of Poles not caring about strangers is a total lack of respect shown to people on the street or in shops. As I said in the first place, if you are a stranger you can simply go to hell. However there are exceptions to the rule, for example putting hands on something with the expense of a stranger makes Poles be falsely polite to them. But a typical way of showing a total disrespect for poeple who are not your frineds, family or coworkers is that pushing in the queues thing. On the roads it’s often blocking of the junctions and then swearing at the others on the road.
Poles have turned blaming others into an art form. Taking responsibility is not what Poles like, they just choose the easy way. A typical example of it is the current football match of Poland and Germany – Podolski is a traitor and the referee called Weeb cheated us. Thisis not only to do with football, we blame others on a daily basis. The thinking process that we are born with is : “Something goes wrong, who can I blame?”.
Hello!
Yesterday I bunked lessons, yes I did… I feel really bad fr it, especially because I am not a lessons bunker. Normally on mondays I have a biology lesson in the morning (which I hate) then after 12:15 I get to have a long gap that lasts until 3:10 pm – which I also hate… After those 7 tiring hours of hard work I have an English Literature lesson… Right.
Anger is good... 