Worst part about being a linguist: trying to respect strangers’ privacy in public when they clearly are either speaking an intriguing language or speaking with an intriguing accent, and you probably have some theory about what it is.
And your true desire is to tackle them…
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Haha! It’s okay, I’m pretty sure it’d take more than that to mess with their phonology. There’s no such thing as an Evil...
my life. favourite thing to do in the subway.
This is my life. But I want to hear everyone’s life story because I’m a journalist, (in my heart).
The story of my entire PsychStats class. Because “WHERE IN MID- OR EASTERN CANADA ARE YOU FROM????” is just not...
DON’T. I’m both a linguist and a foreigner, and I hate it when the first thing people ask me is “where are you from?”...
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