It’s my accent, or more accurately my lack of an accent relative to the locals. Its surprisingly annoying. Part of the joy of moving to a new place is telling people about where you came from and an accent is also a great ice breaker. Around here I sound just like everybody else. To make matters worse, G’day is still my default greeting so a lot of people must reckon I am and am a complete tool, bunging it on.
Bugger.
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On a side note, Foul ol' Ron plays in my head every time I hear "bugger" or it's variations.
ReplyDeleteI noticed you had an accent when we first met, if that makes you feel any better...
Huh. The Canucks must have tin ears. You may not sound like Paul Hogan, but you surely do not sound like un pero yanqui any more!
ReplyDeleteTo date exactly one person has asked where I am from. Amusingly it was the head cook at the take away place I blogged in the post above.
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