All us immigrants have a lot of the same impressions/experiences after living in Poland for a certain amount of time, so I’m sure we can all agree that when you have to show your ID for something and you whip out a karta pobytu, it’s hilarious to see people’s confused expression as they try and figure out what in the world it is. This article is full of those little special moments when you’re not sure whether to jump on the next plane home or just go with it. That’s life in Poland sometimes.
Learned to say dzień dobry so well that people think you’re Polish and talk to you normally, causing you to immediate regret it.
Alternatively, after living in Poland for a decade, get really annoyed when someone tells you how good your “dzień dobry” is as if it’s the only thing you can say.
Gone to Urząd Wojewódzki at 7 am to get a ticket and they were already all gone. Or whatever variation of getting a ticket there is now. Calling and no one picks up. Going online and there’s no tickets available till next year.
Been told by x number of people that they can’t speak English very well, who then proceed to speak English perfectly.
Pretended to take a shot of vodka with everyone else but really just put it your mouth without drinking and no one even noticed (me).
Tried to keep up with the pace of other people’s vodka drinking and realized that was a big effing mistake (never me).
Stopped smiling at people on the street because nobody else does and you don’t want to look crazy.
Felt really awkward during the opłatek sharing on Christmas Eve when you have no clue what to say (“zdrowych i wesołych” I finally learned after x years of awkwardness).
Been asked a million times why you want to live in Poland when you could live in your hometown like you’re some kind of weirdo.
Felt like a total loser at a party as the only foreigner at a party where everyone is speaking Polish and you don’t understand anything.
Had to listen to the 173748 person tell you there was nothing in the shops during communism as if you had no idea.
Taken the last piece of something on the table because, damnit, why not?
Realized the most important phrases in your life are “Nie mowię po polsku”, “poproszę jedno piwo” and “kto jest ostatni?”
Stopped saying “fuck” in your own language and just started using “kurwa” because it better expresses your emotions.
Enjoyed the puzzled look on people’s faces while you’re speaking Polish and they can’t figure out where you’re from.
Struggled to understand what the heck the people at the targ (local farmer’s market) were saying. And also avoided getting your foot run over by the Babcias with wheeliebags.
Wondered how the hell you were going to survive a Polish wedding when you don’t drink vodka, can’t stand disco polo, and don’t know how to dance in pairs.
Sung “sto lat” perfectly at a birthday party but then stood there looking around smiling stupidly while everyone sings that second one… whatever it is.
Eaten until you burst at a milk bar for a grand total of 10 zl.
Felt intense stress before going anywhere because you know you’ll have to speak Polish, probably won’t understand most of what occurs, and then have to explain why.
Have you had any experiences in Poland that seem typical and that the rest of us may enjoy? If so, be sure to comment down below!