I kept lapsing into French at work today. Like, suddenly, I’d need to get by someone and I’d say, “Excusez-moi!” or instead of “Thank you”, I would chipperly say, “Merci beaucoup! Bonsoir!” to some random customer.
And of course, when I hurt myself (which I do a lot at work), I would yell, “Bon sang!” which is the equivalent of “Bloody hell!”
