Le Quart d'Heure Francais

So, there was another strike today. It was an RATP (Paris transport network) strike over the fact that the RATP want to extend the running time of the metro and RER (suburban lines) at night by 15 minutes. As usual, the strike wasn't as bad as everyone thought, it was just more crowded as people panicked about whether there would be any trains.
This seems to be a pretty petty reason to strike in my view, but it's not the most stupid. Apart from the homeless man going on hunger strike to raise awareness for the fact that homeless people are forgotten about once winter is over, and the politician going on hunger strike because a Chinese company wanted to close a factory near him (or at least that's the gist of the story that I caught), I think a strong competitor for "Most Stupid Reason To Strike" were the staff at a municipal swimming pool who went on strike over working conditions (fair enough) and THE FACT THAT CHLORINE IS USED IN THE WATER (what??!?!?!!).
Ah well, this is France.

Normally I aim to leave my apartment at 8:15 am. I wasn't too pleased to wake up this morning at 8:18 am. Thankfully, my replacement has taught me about the "quart d'heure francais". In other words, as long as you arrive within 15 minutes of the time arranged, you're on time.

Apart from no longer being able to remember major parts of the English Language, I think the "quart d'heure francais" is going to be one of my main problems on returning to the UK.