For reasons beyond my control, I actually need to speak in various accents during the course of the day in order to remain at all articulate when I speak. I'm somewhat of a shapeshifter by nature, not having any specific "trueform" if you would, but am somehow rather adept at using other masks and guises to allow myself to function on a basic level as those guises. I can completely transform my mannerisms in this way. I can absolutely fool anyone at all into thinking I'm from somewhere I was never raised in.
This applies to phone usage. .. .. where you can't see the person's face. Heh.
I'm covering Hardware today while the Hardware guy is eating his lunch, and I get a call over the headset to pick up line 2 for Hardware. I jog over to the phone, and find that I have switched seamlessly into "Indian Accent" mode.
I handle the call, (Guy was looking for some doorknob.) and say the usual "have a good day" stuff, and hang up after he does.
.. .. when the guy comes in to find the doorknob. He asks for the person that he called on the phone; some indian guy. I tell him that it was me, and that there is no indian guy working here. He insists that it was an indian guy, and he was very helpful. I thank him (lol) and tell him once again that it was me, quoting snippets of the conversation to him. He told me not to butt in to other peoples' conversations, and asked me again where the indian guy was.
(Insert necessary new paragraph here) Naturally, I break out the indian guy voice, and the guy tells me not to mimic him. He asks me for the name of the indian guy that works here, and once again, I tell him there was no indian guy. Ask anyone, man! We have no Indian Guy working here. So he did. He went from person to person wearing our vest asking if an Indian Guy worked here. Nobody responded positively.
The guy then wordlessly left me and walked all over the store looking for this guy who had helped him fifteen minutes ago on the phone. (Me!) I had completely forgotten about his request for doorknobs, so just wandered off myself to see what else had to be done in the store.
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This applies to phone usage. .. .. where you can't see the person's face. Heh.
I'm covering Hardware today while the Hardware guy is eating his lunch, and I get a call over the headset to pick up line 2 for Hardware. I jog over to the phone, and find that I have switched seamlessly into "Indian Accent" mode.
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I am now this person.
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I am now this person.
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I handle the call, (Guy was looking for some doorknob.) and say the usual "have a good day" stuff, and hang up after he does.
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I am now this person.
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I am now this person.
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.. .. when the guy comes in to find the doorknob. He asks for the person that he called on the phone; some indian guy. I tell him that it was me, and that there is no indian guy working here. He insists that it was an indian guy, and he was very helpful. I thank him (lol) and tell him once again that it was me, quoting snippets of the conversation to him. He told me not to butt in to other peoples' conversations, and asked me again where the indian guy was.
(Insert necessary new paragraph here) Naturally, I break out the indian guy voice, and the guy tells me not to mimic him. He asks me for the name of the indian guy that works here, and once again, I tell him there was no indian guy. Ask anyone, man! We have no Indian Guy working here. So he did. He went from person to person wearing our vest asking if an Indian Guy worked here. Nobody responded positively.
The guy then wordlessly left me and walked all over the store looking for this guy who had helped him fifteen minutes ago on the phone. (Me!) I had completely forgotten about his request for doorknobs, so just wandered off myself to see what else had to be done in the store.
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...I am now this person.
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F*@% yeah.
...I am now this person.
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F*@% yeah.
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