How'd that happen, eh?
When I moved over here, I wondered if I would develop a British accent. After living here for over a year, I can safely say that the answer is no...I'll never sound British. I was, however, asked today whether or not I was Canadian.
By a Canadian.
Soon I won't sound like I belong here and I won't sound like I belong at home, and I'll have to go to a country that I've only actually spent about an hour in to sound like a local. What's that aboot?
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Hmm... you could cry over it because you've been mistaken for Celine Dion's compatriot, or do a little jig because you've been mistaken for Mike Myers' and the Barenaked Ladies' compatriot. It could go either way really.
They do have cheap prescription drugs...
Posted by: Dan | January 22, 2008 01:33 PM
That's beauty, eh.
Now I have this incredible urge to watch Strange Brew...
Posted by: Baxter | January 23, 2008 03:56 PM