No dowding, I spend a whole week with 3 guys from London in Ft. Worth for training a month or so ago. I was about to strangle the limey bastards by weeks end. A accent is one thing, but we could barley understand the salamanders, and they were beyond complete fools.
What was great though, is I was to meet them at the bar, and was early. I told the bartender 3 loud mouths from England will be in here soon, spoof on them.
Well they come strolling in, ready to wow all the ladies with their wit and accents. After a few rounds this hot little Texan waitress sits down next to this guy and starts smoozing him. Next things he asks her to go to his hotel, and she says SURE! Ill go get my car.
Well she leaves to get her ride, 'ol boy pays for our drinks, leaves a big tip, and tell his buddies see ya.
He waits outside, makes ten laps around the bar, looking all over for her. He even goes INTO the kitchen. No girl. The bartender was trying so hard to keep a straight face. It was her quitting time so she just spoofed on him bigtime and went home.
The next day at class he was talking about how he was going back there to meet up with her. When he left for the bathroom I told his buddies and the class about the spoof. They howled with laughter.
We all went to the Texas Caberet and saw fine texan women, I think he may still be at that bar. Yup, I hate the accents, but boy you can fun with them.
