No Southerners, Tennesseeans or Americans in Our Own Home?

I've never lived outside of Knoxville and I'm asked on a regular basis where I'm from. I'm not sure what I sound like, but apparently it's not southern.

 

People always ask if I'm from New York, but that might be because I'm an *******.

 

I hope I never fully lose mine but I wonder if it won't happen eventually.

 

Exactly. When I used to have to approve insurance policies at my old job I had a system depending on who answered the phone

Black man - thickest, sweetest accent you've ever heard, accompanied with a lot of pleeeease's and thaank you's
Any other man - a little less dramatic
Black woman - addressed as if they were a close friend/doing me a huge favor
White woman - alpha female voice

 

So basically you're a phony.

 

No. I needed information to do my job and they would hedge on providing it claiming HIPPA. no different than using different verbal/non-verbal strategies in other situations.

Insurance companies are [itch bay]es

 

About as fake as the southern "bless her heart" usage.

 

how would you speak to a melungeon?

 

Shake a bottle of oxy.

 

If you're talking about Jay, I'd just listen, he's a pretty smart guy.

 

Like a knife to the heart...

 

Stop it. Jay is happily married. Or married, at least. Not all black men cheat.

 

Thanks kat. At least one person cares.

 

Goin' on 20 years & never cheated.


Anyone that wants more than one woman at a time is a masochist.

 

I have a weird deal where I get asked in both of my "homes", one in the South and the other Midwest, if I'm from the other when I'm in the respective regions. Personally, I always thought I sound more Midwestern, but I probably do throw a slight amount of twang in there for my northern people to notice.

The first time I was introduced to the Southern accent was when I was 8 and moved to Nashville for the first time. Some kid asked me "Do you wanna wrassle?" and I had no clue as to what the hell he was talking about.

 

suspiciously, oxy is good for that too.

 

p.o.t.y. nominee.

 

in my experience the only cure for chest pain/heart attack/trauma/hurt fealings is dilaudid.

 

Eet proby well and Ah blam telebison.

 

My little sister watched Disney channel constantly and she has the strongest southern accent in the family. She sounds like we found her in a holler way on up the valley.