Ever notice how some people have voices that kind of tend to carry unvoluntarily? Youre sitting at a party or in a bar or an airport lobby. Theres a few dozen people within a hundred feet each having their own conversations and whats great is that if you pay attention you can tune in to each of their conversations individually like scanning though radio stations. Its actually quite fun to do and a very useful skill for people like spies or writers. That is until the aural equivalent of one of those types comes along, cranking rap music through a subwolfer that takes the whole of their trunk.
Eleven different conversations going on throughout the room all and HER voice you cant not hear. Whats more is that she has absolutely no idea. Everyone keeps going on, but every so often inevitably turns their head towards her for a few seconds and forgets where they were in their conversations. Meanwhile she continues to stuff her face with pretzels and guzzle punch completely unaware that she truly lacks any concept of an inside voice.
I think of this because, right now Im at the airport, getting ready to spend thanksgiving with my future step siblings whom I have only previously encountered for the briefest of moments and this man in a suit huffing mimosas at eight in the morning has a voice that kind of carries. Fifty-five feet, six people, and a television displaying the "President of the United States pardons
Two turkeys Apple and Cider "
Eleven different conversations going on throughout the room all and HER voice you cant not hear. Whats more is that she has absolutely no idea. Everyone keeps going on, but every so often inevitably turns their head towards her for a few seconds and forgets where they were in their conversations. Meanwhile she continues to stuff her face with pretzels and guzzle punch completely unaware that she truly lacks any concept of an inside voice.
I think of this because, right now Im at the airport, getting ready to spend thanksgiving with my future step siblings whom I have only previously encountered for the briefest of moments and this man in a suit huffing mimosas at eight in the morning has a voice that kind of carries. Fifty-five feet, six people, and a television displaying the "President of the United States pardons
Two turkeys Apple and Cider "
and I still cant avoid his conversation about Margaret and John taking out that wall between the den and the living room so that it just feels more speacious.
*******Break for Airplane flight which was something strange in and of itself. A future post Im sure*****
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mile1423:
HAPPY BIRFDAY!!!!!!!
irishmercutio:
AKKS! thanks!