Yesterday a technician came to my place to install an internet and phone connection. Unable to find the very easy Parisian address, he called me twice on the way; parked his car illegally, got it towed away, had to go to the car pound to get it back, and finally showed up at my place two hours later, in a rotten mood. He then told me that he needed to change a plug that was hidden behind the TV and hard to access. The TV had to come off, but he wouldn't touch it, because he did not want to be responsible if anything happened. After calling my landlady, locating the instruction manual, and examining the TV, I realized that all I needed to do was remove a bolt, unscrew a single screw, and the TV would come off. I had no tools, but what about the technician? No such luck: he declared firmly that he had no tools, that the appointment would have to be rescheduled, and I signed a piece of paper that said that he had come to my place and that the result had been "echec": failure.
A technician comes to set up an internet connection but has no tools, not even a monkey wrench? Welcome To France.