Monday, August 2, 2010

My Voice

As I predicted after listening to a podcast I did, I do not recognize the sound of my own voice.

Bob Jackson of farm slut fame, hospital eating, digital metal sign and just generally being awesome fame had me record a voice mail message for one of the lines at work. This was awhile back and I had forgotten all about it. I get back to my desk the other day and I have voicemail. I start listening wondering what the heck was going on, it was just a strange recording. Then all the sudden, when I heard a name mispronounced I realized, that was me. I didn't know it until midway through the message!

I don't recognize my own voice. Freaky.

3 comments:

Gary's third pottery blog said...

you have a very Hollywood moviestar voice: confident with a sarcastic edge :)

Leigh said...

LMAO! That sucks. Reminds me of the night my bff and I got drunk and recorded ourselves singing karaoke.

A few months later we got separated during a shopping trip, So I called the old cell and winced as soon as I heard our drunken slurring words bellowing out at the loudest possible tone... needless to say I hung up quickly. Bitch still has it saved as her ring tone. I recognized it... but o how I wish I didnt!

BTW Loved loved loved the podcast!!!!

Reverend Awesome said...

I've gotten so used to hating my voice it's like I've completely disassociated myself with it. Something I haven't gotten over...seeing myself on video. Jesus Christ. What a mess. I'm so twitchy and weird. Horrifying.

Thanks for listening and loving the podcast!! I hope I get asked to do it again cuz it was really a lot of fun.

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