When I moved to Montreal, I went to the Mount Royal library one afternoon. (Mount Royal is an artsy part of the east downtown core) The library was pretty busy and there were 5 people working near the main desk area. I asked the woman serving customers, in French, if she spoke English. She said NO! I asked the guy beside her, if he spoke English. Again, I got the same response, NO! I asked again, "not even a little?" NO, he replied. So I asked loudly but politely, "is there anybody working here who speaks English" and nobody said a word to me. They just all looked away. I thought is it possible that nobody (university educated) working at a downtown library, speaks a bit of English?
A stranger in the library, heard me and came over to help me but nobody working in the library, would lift a finger to help me. The funny thing is, months later I was at that same library, and the guy who works there, who told me he speaks no English, was talking on the phone. Guess what language he was talking? PERFECT ENGLISH! I was pissed and should have said something but I didn't. These people are paid to serve the public, not play politics.
This kind of thing happens every now and then but most Montrealers are cool with Anglophones. They really do try to be helpful and nice but there is always this us and them, kind of vibe. Lots of Anglo stereotypes still remain. They call the English "Square Heads" lol, and I think they really believe that. (meaning the English are boring and closed minded) I always said the French were hard-headed and stubborn as hell. (well, at least the ones I was friends with, including my sweet but hard-headed French boyfriend)
It's best to stay clear of politics, language and saying your from Toronto, when talking with French Canadians. Even the ones who have never been here, told me they hated Toronto. Yep, they were NEVER in Toronto, yet they knew exactly what it was like. I was told a number of times, Toronto is so prudish, "the strippers can't even take off their G-strings". When I told them, that wasn't true, they'd say, "well that's what I heard" and keep arguing. It's like banging your head against a wall. After a while, you just give in and say very little.
Don't get me wrong, I love the Quebecers and their hard heads.