Buffy ,'Same Time, Same Place'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
I use the discreet refined "r" in February most of the time, but sometimes it escapes.
Thirty years ago, there were at least four distinct Georgia accents, roughly defined as North Georgia mountains, Atlanta, Central Georgia and South Georgia. I still hear them in older people, but they're largely disappearing into American standard.
There used to be a North Florida accent, (possibly more than one). Grandma E has it, and my Dad (kinda) and you can still here it in small communities but not as much.
I slip into my old South-of-Pittsburgh accent when I'm tired. It's the accent that made people think I was from England when I first moved to Utah.
The central part of North Florida sounds like South Georgia, but the Panhandle is different.
Today is all sorts of clusterfuck. What is wrong with people? Obviously I don't do my job right, because one sick day, and we seem to be further behind than when I was last here. This is not actually how job security is supposed to work.
Just had a vendor presentation by people who are not as slick as they think we are. Sometimes, I think having been a vendor is one of the worst decisions I made in my career--or at least not staying a vendor. I get so twitchy during presentations, because I'm criticising them as a former presenter as well as a potential/current customer.
We had to dress business formal today, and everyone is giving me shit. Apparently I don't usually look...polished? Whatevs. At least I know my 80s style dress suit is fly. It was either that or my 70s style dress suit, because that's how I roll. For some reason, I haven't found my one true suit suit.
I always think I have a very flat, Midwestern anchorperson type of accent, until I go somewhere else, and someone thinks I'm southern, and I'm all "WHA?? You don't even KNOW."
But I pick up accents pretty easily, except I can't do a good Aussie accent to save my life. I came back from 6 months in London with a pretty decent Brit tinge, and I still can't rid myself of "bloody" and "bugger."
Which was nice in the American classroom, because I could still cuss and not be outed for it. (I would also cuss in French & German, but too many of my students knew Spanish to get away with that one.)
And now I can cuss at work all day long AND IT'S FUCKING GREAT!
My accent has flattened out enough that people ask me why I have one.
Because otherwise I'm *so* local. Bite me!
And...another sassy comment on my clothes. Last time I wear sheer hose ever, I swear.
(Man, if I could wear a corset tomorrow, I totally would)
I've noticed something interesting re: my sister Linda and her Facebook friends. Nearly all of them use their maiden names as part of the Facebook names, but then most of them are people I remember were her friends in high school and before. Heck, elementary school, some of them. I suppose it's natural that they'd still use the names they've known each other by for decades.
And it occurred to me that there is no one I communicate with online--other than Hubby and Linda--who knows me by my maiden name. But I moved far away from that old world, and Linda currently lives within ten miles of where she was born and grew up.
Completely tangential, because Dan just made me watch this spoof animated video someone made of '80's cartoons.
I married a deeply disturbed individual. Space Stallions, for your...um, delectation? [link]
It's totally work-safe. But not earworm or synthesizer-safe.
And...another sassy comment on my clothes. Last time I wear sheer hose ever, I swear.Well, if you'd wear a skirt over the sheer hose no one would comment.