French Girl Attitude

Now that you know where I am, you should know I’ve picked up a French Girl Attitude. I was telling my mom this on the phone, that when you are speaking another language not your own it is easier to be blunt about things because you don’t really comprehend the nuances or the full meaning of what you are saying. It’s as if you are talking through a tube and you can’t quite hear what’s coming out the other end. Hard to explain, but can you imagine the Toronto Alana replying in this way to the following situations: (all true)

I was on the beach in San Sebastian and this guy came up and after a while said, "Can I sit down to talk with you?" Now, I only had an hour on the beach and I had no interest in talking with him at all, so I said in Spanish, "No thank you, I am resting."

Situation number 2: At the very end of my trip to Morocco when I had had absolutely enough of people trying to trick me and rip me off I said (in French) to a taxi driver who wouldn’t give us our bags unless we paid him 3 times what we said we would:
"You are not an honest man. You should have shame!"

I’m trying to think of one more examples of my haughty tone, spoken in formal, jilted French.
Oh yes, I was trying to listen to this talk in a public hall and these two absolute brats would not shut up! After making sure that none of the adults around them were their owners, I said in my bad French: "Where is your mother?" When they were still being loud and I couldn’t hear the speaker, I said: "Go away from here. Play over there" and they ran away from me.