You sure you're not from Nunavut?
M: And may I have your name and zip code, please?
SW: My what now?
M: Name and Zip code.
SW: Sucky McSucky.
M: ....
SW:....
M: And your zip code, please?
SW: Zip code?
M: Yes. May I have your zip code please? Maybe you know it as your postal code? -checks if its an US address... it is.-
SW: I don't understand.
M: ::am I talking Chinese here? Wtf?:: Okay.. .what's your address?
SW: 12345 Stupid Street, SUCKYTOWN MN... and my zip is... XXXXXX
M:
I Love America Dude.
Background info: As a child, I got teased and harassed because my Latin accent was 'too thick.' However, it was my unwavering desire to be on the stage that prompted me to devour books and watch a lot of t.v. to discern accents. Later on, I took several speech and linguistic classes to acquire a more 'American' accent. (or more like, achieving the 'neutral' state of my speech so it would make it easier for me to slip in and out of dialetcs/accents and what not.)
As an adult, the ONLY time I have any form of accent is when a) I've been speaking Spanish. Then I speak 1k a minute, I forget certain words and my tongue just trips over itself. 2) been hanging around someone with a thick, foreign accent I'm fond of. Then I pick it up. I get stuck in it for a minute or two but slip back out shortly after. Otherwise, I virtually have NO accent.
Now, at this time, I had a call that lasted a whopper 5 minutes...with a sweet old lady from Beverly Hills, California and had the 'whitest' accent ever. I mean.. George Lopez making fun of the upper white America white.
M: And may I have your name and zip code please.
SW: MY WHAT NOW?
M: Name and zip code.
SW: MY WHAT NOW?!
M: May. I. Please. Have. Your. Name. And. Zip. Code.
SW: OH! You got to speak clearer hun.
M: I apologize.
SW: WHAT?!
M: I'm Sorry. -speaking louder, definately over inunciating. I'm spitting like crazy-- Kelley would be proud.*-
SW: Its okay. My name is Sucky Idiot and my zip is 99999
M: Thank you, sir. Do you mind if I call you Sucky?
SW: NO!I don't mind.
M: Thank you, Sucky. And how may I assist you today with your account?
SW: I CANNOT UNDERSTAND A WORD YOU ARE SAYING, YOUNG LADY. YOU NEED TO SPEAK ENGLISH! THIS COUNTRY IS GOING DOWN THE GUTTER BECAUSE OF YOU DAMN FOREIGNERS-- WHERE ARE YOU LOCATED AT?
M: I'm located in our Seattle, Washington office, Sucky.
SW: .....well... IF YOU ARE GOING TO LIVE IN AMERICA, YOU NEED TO SPEAK AMERICAN!
.....
Yeah. Because belittling me makes me want to help you THAT MUCH MORE!
Asshole.
Clean out your ears, damnit.
Told to me by my supervisor after I shared my Zipcode lady story.
CW: The resort you're staying is BlahBlah
......
CW: Yes, that's the name of the resort, BlahBlah
CW: You're staying at BlahBlah
CW: Yes, I understand we have several resorts in BlahBlah beach and three of them are located in BlahBlah avenue but the NAME of the resort you're in is BlahBlah!
CW: The resort you're staying in is BlahBlah-- Resorts-r-Us at BlahBlah..... THAT is the full name.
CW: Yes, their telephone is this 123.456.7890...would you like me to get in touch with the front desk? No problem. Please hold.
Em says she could hear the woman's brain shatter when the front desk responded with:
FD: This is FD at Resorts-R-Us at Blahblah, how may I help you?
M: And may I have your name and zip code, please?
SW: My what now?
M: Name and Zip code.
SW: Sucky McSucky.
M: ....
SW:....
M: And your zip code, please?
SW: Zip code?
M: Yes. May I have your zip code please? Maybe you know it as your postal code? -checks if its an US address... it is.-
SW: I don't understand.
M: ::am I talking Chinese here? Wtf?:: Okay.. .what's your address?
SW: 12345 Stupid Street, SUCKYTOWN MN... and my zip is... XXXXXX
M:

I Love America Dude.
Background info: As a child, I got teased and harassed because my Latin accent was 'too thick.' However, it was my unwavering desire to be on the stage that prompted me to devour books and watch a lot of t.v. to discern accents. Later on, I took several speech and linguistic classes to acquire a more 'American' accent. (or more like, achieving the 'neutral' state of my speech so it would make it easier for me to slip in and out of dialetcs/accents and what not.)
As an adult, the ONLY time I have any form of accent is when a) I've been speaking Spanish. Then I speak 1k a minute, I forget certain words and my tongue just trips over itself. 2) been hanging around someone with a thick, foreign accent I'm fond of. Then I pick it up. I get stuck in it for a minute or two but slip back out shortly after. Otherwise, I virtually have NO accent.
Now, at this time, I had a call that lasted a whopper 5 minutes...with a sweet old lady from Beverly Hills, California and had the 'whitest' accent ever. I mean.. George Lopez making fun of the upper white America white.
M: And may I have your name and zip code please.
SW: MY WHAT NOW?
M: Name and zip code.
SW: MY WHAT NOW?!
M: May. I. Please. Have. Your. Name. And. Zip. Code.
SW: OH! You got to speak clearer hun.
M: I apologize.
SW: WHAT?!
M: I'm Sorry. -speaking louder, definately over inunciating. I'm spitting like crazy-- Kelley would be proud.*-
SW: Its okay. My name is Sucky Idiot and my zip is 99999
M: Thank you, sir. Do you mind if I call you Sucky?
SW: NO!I don't mind.
M: Thank you, Sucky. And how may I assist you today with your account?
SW: I CANNOT UNDERSTAND A WORD YOU ARE SAYING, YOUNG LADY. YOU NEED TO SPEAK ENGLISH! THIS COUNTRY IS GOING DOWN THE GUTTER BECAUSE OF YOU DAMN FOREIGNERS-- WHERE ARE YOU LOCATED AT?
M: I'm located in our Seattle, Washington office, Sucky.
SW: .....well... IF YOU ARE GOING TO LIVE IN AMERICA, YOU NEED TO SPEAK AMERICAN!
.....
Yeah. Because belittling me makes me want to help you THAT MUCH MORE!
Asshole.
Clean out your ears, damnit.
Told to me by my supervisor after I shared my Zipcode lady story.
CW: The resort you're staying is BlahBlah
......
CW: Yes, that's the name of the resort, BlahBlah
CW: You're staying at BlahBlah
CW: Yes, I understand we have several resorts in BlahBlah beach and three of them are located in BlahBlah avenue but the NAME of the resort you're in is BlahBlah!
CW: The resort you're staying in is BlahBlah-- Resorts-r-Us at BlahBlah..... THAT is the full name.
CW: Yes, their telephone is this 123.456.7890...would you like me to get in touch with the front desk? No problem. Please hold.
Em says she could hear the woman's brain shatter when the front desk responded with:
FD: This is FD at Resorts-R-Us at Blahblah, how may I help you?
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