Lost in accents
Had my first telephone conference today. We talked about our new database and what the frell is wrong with it. Where all the data went from the old one? Did it go on vacation? Did it emigrate to Timbuktu?
Anyway, the weird part: two Americans, one Brit, my boss with her terrible German accent and little old me.
You know about my talent with accents and dialects, right? You know how I tend to babble like a parrot? Imitating every accent I hear? I don't do this on purpose! It's genetic, a reflex or something.
So I spoke with an American accent every time Sean or Bob asked something, answered with a nice English accent, when David wanted to know something and tried to keep whatever I had spoken, when Sabine said something. Because I didn't want to sound like that.
I guess they all think I'm crazy.
Anyway, the weird part: two Americans, one Brit, my boss with her terrible German accent and little old me.
You know about my talent with accents and dialects, right? You know how I tend to babble like a parrot? Imitating every accent I hear? I don't do this on purpose! It's genetic, a reflex or something.
So I spoke with an American accent every time Sean or Bob asked something, answered with a nice English accent, when David wanted to know something and tried to keep whatever I had spoken, when Sabine said something. Because I didn't want to sound like that.
I guess they all think I'm crazy.