That makes no sense but I'm deeply grateful for the polish people who serve my Burger King. They do so in a completely incomprehensible manner and always give me the incorrect change. I love them!
Actually that always happens to me in Ireland, and whenever it happens it's an Irish person at the counter (not that I'm a racist, just my experience).
Also pointless thread is pointless. How do you know whether I (or anyone else for that matter) loves Eastern Europe or not?
Is the question "what we love about eastern europe" or?
If so, I love that they do any work without complaining. Sure, the work is not allways done right, but they give their best, and never complains, for that they have both my respect and "love".