Friday, November 9, 2007

linguistics is the root of my problem...



i was breath tested on the way to dancing last night even though it was early, probably Melbourne Cup related. i wound down my window and there were two police officers chatting away and slowly coming up to me.

now i'm not sure if i found this difficult to deal with because i have my degree in english and linguistics, but hmmm....

the police officer was talking to his friend in a monotonous voice 'yeah-i-know-what-you're-saying-and-please-take-one-continous-breath-until-i-say-agree-with-you-stop-completely-about-it-joe-when-the-breathaliser-beeps-twice-it-will-indicate-to-me-that-you-are-right-to-go.'

well firstly when he said stop i thought he was talking to the other cop so i kept blowing and turning red cos i was running out of breath then he just sort of pulled it out of my mouth. and had no idea that he even told me that i was right to go.

i was so tempted to say 'listen to my pauses... pay attention to my intonation... TAKE IT ON BOARD!'

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