While I had no hopes of doing this in France, I figured I could affect an accent and start using words and phrases such as: whilst (turns out I was mispronouncing that), dear boy, cheerio, be so kind as to, I say there, may I, and you bloody wanker.
I was convinced it was going quite well, but apparently I have a bit of work to do on the accent as I've disappointingly been (repeatedly) asked where I'm from?
At first I thought they meant which of the 50 States but my curiosity on how I had been compromised (why would they ask if I were pulling it off?) has lead me to ask “where do you think I'm from” (which may be rude but I'm typically upset that they don't think I'm one of them).
Their guess has been (100%) Canada!!!
To which I (being kind to them) say that they are “quite right” (a proper British term that one!) and leave it at that.
This could take me another few days before I work out the bugs....worst case I will resort to a Cockney accent, give off a surly manner and dress in black leathers, at which point I think they will stop enquiring as to my nationality!
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I have seen Scott bedazzled in black feathers and I don't understand how acting Cockney is such a pain in his bloomin' arse.
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