Just about every fast food joint or American-style coffee shop in Paris is a clusterfuck. This is a given. The high-turnover nature of the service, combined with the perception of it being an oasis for weary, homesick Americans looking for a place to regroup and argue over how the Metro works and which line would be best make it so. Side note : from experience, the woman is always right in these arguments. This is not ass-kissing to the ladies : I stand by my assertion that their driving directional skills are suspect – but for some reason, they’ve got mass transit down.