Today we were supposed to dial a random phone number and read them this RIDICULOUSLY long passage in the book that's all about Jesus and the Bible, and we're supposed to read it with a deep southern accent.
I'm so mad, because I never dialed any real-life people. I just kept getting answering machines. But let me tell you...they're gonna have a ton of messages to listen to when they check them. I made my voice like, this "southern belle" kind of accent. If you've ever lived/been to Alabama, I had the Alabama southern accent. It's like the female version of Forrest Gump. Except...I didn't talk really slow and sound mentally handicapped as he did. Anyways.
I used *67 so that the person wouldn't see my number, and I just dialed away. The first number that actually worked (you'd be surprised how hard it is to find one that does) when straight to the voicemail, and it was just the generic voicemail...no personal recording or anything, so I'm hoping it's actually someone's phone because I really want someone to hear it. It took me three messages to say the entire freaking thing. And every message I made sure that I was saying the last word that I left off with right when it beeped so it would sound like I hadn't even stopped talking. Some parts I got really dramatic with, like, "And which God gave unto Moses on Sinai, saying this is thy righteousness, O Israel." And I said Israel like, "Iz-rye-el." I want to record myself talking and put it on here. That's another thing to add to my list.
RECORD MYSELF TALKING WITH DEEP SOUTHERN FEMALE FORREST GUMP ACCENT
Ok, sorry, I needed to put that there for myself so I would remember. So, I called other numbers, one went to the voicemail of this woman named Jennifer, one went to a guy named Mike, and even though it was really fun leaving the messages, I wish I had gotten someone to pick up. I should have kept calling...but I had other things to do. I think I will continue this task though throughout the year and post about it. It's really fun. I love doing weird anonymous things like this.
Oh yeah, and I left a message on my sister's phone doing the same thing, and she knew it was me unfortunately. Apparently my southern accent still can't mask the real me.
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I love yours. I wish I wasnt so nervous and could have gotten a good strong accent out of myself. I think I'll say the same thing as you, and try to continue this one just for fun.
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