Ear mites
I haven't had a Massachusetts accent since I was about 17, but something happened to my speech once I crossed the Colorado River into California; I started pronouncing my "ar"s like long "i"s, and I can neither hear it nor correct it. Maybe I had a stroke.And that is not the accent I was born with. People from Massachusetts pronounce their Rs like Hs. I don't know why I progressed one letter farther in the alphabet.
I'll make dinner reservations and show up at the restaurant only to find my table taken by someone named Mighty. When I introduce myself to people they rarely comment on my name, but then they will introduce me to others as Mighty.
It makes sense that they would not question what they obviously assume is a stage name capitalizing on my massive frame and powerful mind. About three years ago I met a lesbian who called herself Raige, and I believed it.
Starbucks employees throughout Southern California, Arizona, and Nevada choose this spelling, however, because barristas cannot pronounce silent Gs.
Labels: brain damage, personal history
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by Marty Barrett at Saturday, December 08, 2007
1 Comments:
Oh man, I really should start taking note of all the variations on my name written on Starbucks cups. Linet is the most forgivable as it is a small European songbird and my vocal ego loves that. Leonard was just plain mean, though.
See you, Mighty.
PS - my word verification was "juzzjidm". I'm pretty sure I just declared jihad on you or something.
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