The Polish Experience By Nicholas Westerby This ... - GetSab.Com

We ended up agreeing that we’d go over email templates, presentations, go
through the International Financial Reporting Standards handbook and practice
writing letters but the conversation aspect was still a point of debate. It was easy
to pick up new clients, well actually accept new clients because the next day a
friend of the bald accountant called and that snowball just kept on rolling.
Friends of friends, neighbours and colleagues contacted me about private
lessons. People were more than willing to pay cash in hand and invite you into
their homes or workplace so I didn’t need an office. I still had the flat at Granny
Towers but I only welcomed two or three clients there for our first meeting and
then explained my situation.
Nobody could believe that I was staying in Poland or that Elly wasn’t blonde. It
seemed true that most ex-pats married Barbie girls but everywhere you go
people like to file things away in neat categories. People, clients seemed more at
ease when I explained that I was staying in Poland for a woman. I don’t know
why they found it so hard to believe that an Englishman would make it his
home, it was really starting to grow on me. There was something very
refreshing about walking down unfamiliar streets, like a permanent holiday.
Any time any clients told me how hard English was I shared my stories about
trying to learn Polish. This was a really useful tactic and helped me put them at
ease. I would purposefully mispronounce words or highlight things that made