The accent comments are starting to get old! As you all know, I grew up in southwest Louisiana, less than half an hour from Texas. There were a couple of towns between Westlake, LA and Texas but for some reason, the folks in those towns talked normal but those of us in Westlake all seemed to have this Texas drawl. People thought I was from Texas way before I ever moved to Texas.
As most who have lived other places have experienced, after having been in Kentucky for 9 years, my friends in Louisiana thought I talked funny. I don’t think we were in Missouri long enough to pick up any accent and honestly, I don’t notice people here having any kind of an accent but they surely seem to notice mine.
We were in Texas for 9 years. Since I stayed at home so much, I don’t think I was around people enough to pick up the Texas accent. Who knows.
Yesterday I called to make an appointment to have more work done on my car.
Me: I wanted to make an appointment for you to check the alignment on my car and I’d like to do it next week if possible.
Car Man: OK . . let me get some info from you. What’s your name?
Me: Gave it to him – spelled last name.
Car Man: What’s your phone number?
ME: Told him . . when I say “four” and “nine”, both of which are in my phone number, I know I put about 5 syllables in each word. I heard him kinda snicker and I knew what was coming.
Car Man: What’s kind of car do you have?
Me: 2007 Toyota Highlander
Car Man: What state is your license plate from?
I thought that was a weird question but I said “Texas”. He started laughing and said “I knew it! You have that Texas accent down! If I had any doubts about where you were from, when you said “nine”, that did it for me!
Me: Actually, I’m from Louisiana and people from my part of Louisiana talk like this!
Car Man: Hmmm . . sounds like Texas to me.
Me: Well, after a few years in MO, maybe I’ll talk like everyone else.
Car Man: I doubt it!
He was laughing. He was joking and being nice so I wasn’t offended but it does make me think twice before saying anything. The crazy thing is that the harder I try to NOT have an accent, the more “Texas” things seem to sound.
I told Vince “I think I’m going to stop talking to people!” He laughed and said “That will never happen! You’d talk to a telephone phone!” I said “At least the telephone pole wouldn’t laugh at my accent!”