Accents and Me

There's just something about British accents that always turns me on...I don't know...maybe it's because I developed a crush on my English Teacher when I was a kid...now that I think of it...he must've been barely 25...and I was this little thing thinking that he was the next best thing...

The other day..I was making a business call and was answered by the most fabulous voice with the most heartbreaking British accent....typical me...I went into imagination overdrive...I visualized a hunk of a man...with wavy blond hair...blue eyes...great tan...fantastic physique...(did I mention I have a great imagination)....anyway...half way through the conversation...I still hadn't caught his name....so I asked him...and he said Mustafa! Needless to say that blew me away....ok granted...I know a few guys that could fool you...but this guy's accent was flawless...pure British bliss I mean....of course....curious me...and boy will I ever..ever get the fact that curiosity really does kill the cat....I decided to switch to Arabic and see what happens...within seconds....the whole visualization went down the drain...I was dropped from the penthouse down to the gutter....his Egyptian accent (no offence to Egyptians) gave me a completely different scenario of what he looked like....suddenly...I visualized the short pitch black hair....rough looking skin...an unappreciated burnt out employee who hasn't shaved in ages...etc..etc...

I tell you...if women were to judge men by their voices....the world would be a whole different place....no matter how hard I try to guess what the person looks like by his mere voice....it always turns out to be the exact opposite....the deeper the voice...the smaller the man....the uglier the voice...the more good looking the man....it's weird.....I suppose when they said don't judge a book by the cover...they should also say...don't judge a man by his voice....some men sound so cool on the telephone yet turn out to be such nerds in real life...it's amazing...it's like a practical joke on us single women who are so busy at work that the closest they could get to an intimate conversation...is dialling the bank and talking to customer service....or possibly showtime to guarantee there's something to watch during the lonely nights....but then again when it's showtime...I'm always spending more time trying to catch him slip in his words while he puts on a Kuwaiti accent and finally say "Haah" when a typical non Kuwaiti word comes out....(still don't get it why I take such pleasure in doing that...but sadly...I do! )

Bottom line, ladies, if you find yourself drooling over a man's voice and you haven't seen him yet, do us all a favor...keep it that way....imagination is a wonderful thing but it just doesn't mix well with reality....and honestly...who needs reality anyway! Life is tough enough without us having to find out that the guy with the wonderful British accent isn't really Hugh Grant!..:)