Accents
Heh. So, today I had to cashier, which I despise, but okay, whatever. About halfway through the day this guy comes through my register and I ring him up and he tells me it's on an in-store charge account. Okay, no problem. The account name is Line-something. Only, it's not coming up. I try again. Nope. I have him spell it. L-I-N-E. Nadda. Finally, he watches as I type and corrects me: "No, not I. I." >.> I am confused. Type it again. Nope. Finally manage to figure out that what he means is LANE, which is the county we're in. Boggle.
Thirty seconds later, I have a new problem. The system is asking for the customer's P.O. number. Here we go again. The guy tells me 'Wine' to the best I can figure. He watches as I type. No no, not wine, W-I-Y-N-E. >.> Huh? Not I, I! .... Oh! Right. I = A in accent land. It's Wayne. Which is apparently the guy's name.
Most embarrassing of all? I asked about his accent, and it's Australian! Which I ordinarily have no problem with and generally drool over, but this was like... the clipped, British version of Aussie drawl. Which now makes me wonder how many regional dialects Australia has and what Flamebyrd sounds like. ^^;;
Thirty seconds later, I have a new problem. The system is asking for the customer's P.O. number. Here we go again. The guy tells me 'Wine' to the best I can figure. He watches as I type. No no, not wine, W-I-Y-N-E. >.> Huh? Not I, I! .... Oh! Right. I = A in accent land. It's Wayne. Which is apparently the guy's name.
Most embarrassing of all? I asked about his accent, and it's Australian! Which I ordinarily have no problem with and generally drool over, but this was like... the clipped, British version of Aussie drawl. Which now makes me wonder how many regional dialects Australia has and what Flamebyrd sounds like. ^^;;
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