We had a 3 hour orientation yesterday. Everything we learned was very important, but one item stood out. Mostly, because it meant already my roommates and I had messed up. The first day we got here, the five of us were determined not to take a nap, but just chug on through the day until it was a reasonable bed time. By 2:30, we were drastically losing energy so we decided to sit down at a little pizzeria by our apartment. We came in and asked the waiter, Max, if we could sit down. He showed us a table and we asked how he was and made small talk. Then he kept coming back and talking to us. His English wasn't very good and only 1 person had ever taken an Italian class. We never could follow what he was saying. Well, according to our orientation, when entering any kind of store you keep conversation with the sales person or waiter to a minimum. That means only saying "ciao" and that's it. And no Italian smiles unless they are flirting with that person. We believe Max may have the wrong idea. We need to find a new pizzeria.
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