posted by
owlfish at 11:39am on 21/02/2007 under two sides of one ocean
I have never been so elegantly asked about my alienness as I was on Saturday by friends of
nou. One of them asked, "Where are you from originally?" Another followed up with "Do you still have voting privileges there?"
Conversely, I have rarely been so persistently not asked about my alienness as I was yesterday when I was out running errands. A stop at Lush was among these; that it was the Covent Garden one, tourist central, didn't help. All three of the staff members who at one point or another briefly talked to me presumed I was a transient alien. It's quite a reasonable assumption, given my accent.
I stood indecisively by the facial scrubs, trying to decide if I really wanted to buy more Ocean Salt or not. I wasn't entirely out yet. "You should consider whether or not you can get more of it easily when you do run out." said the sales assistant. "I can." "It's not too inconvenient for you to get more of it?" "No." "If sourcing it is going to be a problem, you might want to buy more now." "No, really, it won't be." And so on. Entire, brief conversations. Three of them.
So clearly, since I am so obviously a transient alien, I should embrace this status for the purpose of casual shopping trips. To enhance this, I need to be prepared with appropriate repartee. Since sarcasm is obviously such an American trait, a few appropriately reinforcing sarcastic remarks wouldn't go amiss either. Sadly, for all my good misleading intentions, my mind is blank of actual exemplary remarks.
Conversely, I have rarely been so persistently not asked about my alienness as I was yesterday when I was out running errands. A stop at Lush was among these; that it was the Covent Garden one, tourist central, didn't help. All three of the staff members who at one point or another briefly talked to me presumed I was a transient alien. It's quite a reasonable assumption, given my accent.
I stood indecisively by the facial scrubs, trying to decide if I really wanted to buy more Ocean Salt or not. I wasn't entirely out yet. "You should consider whether or not you can get more of it easily when you do run out." said the sales assistant. "I can." "It's not too inconvenient for you to get more of it?" "No." "If sourcing it is going to be a problem, you might want to buy more now." "No, really, it won't be." And so on. Entire, brief conversations. Three of them.
So clearly, since I am so obviously a transient alien, I should embrace this status for the purpose of casual shopping trips. To enhance this, I need to be prepared with appropriate repartee. Since sarcasm is obviously such an American trait, a few appropriately reinforcing sarcastic remarks wouldn't go amiss either. Sadly, for all my good misleading intentions, my mind is blank of actual exemplary remarks.
(no subject)
and obviously you need a 'not a tourist' tshirt :)
(no subject)
i tend to prefer 'where are you from originally/where do you live/where were you born' as asking me where i come from gets a blank stare and a request for elaboration
Exactly. Then I have to guess whether or not they're asking where I live. Actually, they usually don't even care about where I'm from. They're most frequently asking where my accent is from. Which happens to coincide largely with where I really am from originally, conveniently.
I love Iowa dearly, but I didn't move here from there, which doesn't help the answer to confusing questions either.
(no subject)
my accent's bog standard educated-London/S England so that's not a major problem but 10 years ago after 6 months in Birmingham, it got a few comments :)
it's when people assume that because the accent's British that i am, that i get sniffy.
(no subject)
Thus making the wearing of such all the more delicious.
(no subject)
(no subject)
Even in the UK, banks are required to allow their customers to use signature confirmations instead of chip-and-pin if they require it. (Say, if the customer is incapable of remembering number sequences etc. Whatever reason.) I suppose that doesn't mean that shops are obliged to accept signature confirmations from current UK bank cards though - does it? Hmm.
(no subject)
"Is there an alternative for people who are unable to use chip and pin cards?
Elderly people or those with disabilities preventing them from using a chip and pin card can apply for a chip and signature one instead, under which they continue to sign a receipt for purchases.
The Association of Payment Clearing Services (APACS) has said more than 100,000 chip and signature cards have been issued, but some people with disabilities have reported problems getting them.
Many vulnerable consumers are being told that they will have to use their pins or they will not be able to shop using card payment
Consumer groups warn of problems for disabled shoppers
The National Consumer Council (NCC) have estimated that up to three million people may have problems remembering or coping with the physical demands of entering their PINs.
Card issuers should do more to make vulnerable consumers aware that they have the option of going for a chip and signature card."
(no subject)
I handed over my driving licence and the person looked at it in confusion and observed that it had no photograph upon it. No, I said, most UK driving licences do not, but here is my passport, which I used to leave my country and to get into yours, and it has a photograph upon it. See, that's my picture.
Person clutching passport and driving licence now looks deeply confused and flees to find supervisor, who appears, rolls eyes when situation is explained, and confirms that yes, my passport is perfectly acceptable as a photo ID because I am clearly not from around here and therefore am unlikely to have a US driving licence.
Glad we cleared that one up.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
I want to be able to buy my cat calendar!
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
I tend to pick up accents pretty easily -- I think that's why Germans assumed I was from another part of Germany or at least Europe. Put me among Scots, Irish(wo)men, or South Africans for a week, and I start sounding like them. But oddly, despite living with a Londoner for 12+ years, I've never picked up a trace of a sarf London accent. You live there -- has your accent changed?
Wrt responses, why can't you simply stop the long list of irritating questions by saying that you live just down the road? It seems a simple solution.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
Had the conversation gone on any longer, I would have! It's just the questions were so short and easy to answer, and it was so surprising that that conversation went on as long as three of them. I had three short conversations with three different people in three parts of the store. None were long, but all operated on the same presumptions.
I don't pick up accents easily. I'm more likely to have my speaking influenced by Lancashire than London, given who I live with. I sound much more like I'm from the American midwest than anywhere else, although I've twice been asked, while in Des Moines, where I was from, based on my accent.
I don't have much of an ear for accents either, which is frustrating. I can tell that accents are different from each other, but it's a very long, very slow process for me to identify a rogue accent in the wild. I miss out on all the basic information which Brits all have about each other: where they're from and often a certain amount of class information as well. I generally notice Received Pronunciation these days, but not even always that. I've had moments when I came away from a conversation with a large group of people I didn't already know and have someone make a comment about the other American there... and I'd failed to notice there was one.
(no subject)
as for US/Canadian accents...not a hope in hell unless they're _really_ obvious (i can vaguely guess at Texan. but that's it)
i've noticed where i work helps too: when i was working for a Scandi company, i started to differentiate Danish/Swedish/Norwegian. now i'm in a dept of Eastern Europeans, i can kindof spot Russians vs Polish.
(no subject)
(no subject)
That said, I always feel like I'm seen as a tourist here and sometimes feel a desperate desire to pull out my passport and wave my visa in the air!
And I can't guess at British accents either, although I've gotten very good at recognizing a broad Lancastrian "o" sound!
(no subject)
I can sympathize. Years ago in Little Rock someone commented on my accent, asking "Are you from Germany?"
(no subject)
In Beirut people are just blatantly rude. Instead of greeting me, they just come up and ask (no hello, no welcome, nothing) "where are you from"? When I am feeling particularly grumpy, I note that I am from a part of the world where people have manners.
I too have a funny accent - or at least one that no one in the region identifies as American. British, Swiss, Austrian (Austrian? How many Austrians can there really be in the Middle East?), but not American.
I think the accent is the result of getting so much of my language from books :-).
(no subject)
(no subject)
I am forwarding this on to my parents - that I am identifiable on sight as an alien. love it, love it.
what is the same, I imagine, for both of us is that we quickly feel at home in our respective global perches. I am always startled - irrational as that may seem - when someone points out that I am not, indeed from here. do you feel the same?
(no subject)
I can't say I feel startled when someone tells me I'm not from London when I'm in London. In a holistic sense, I really am not from here. But then few people are. I know very few people from London. Equally, in Toronto, I knew very few people from Toronto. There, I knew lots of Canadians from elsewhere. Here, I know lots of Brits from elsewhere. I've been part of large semi-transient groups for years now, especially with academia.
Yet when I'm in other parts of the UK, then of course I'm from London. I traveled there from here.
I suppose this means that no matter where I am, I'm from somewhere else in some sense or other of being "from". But I still do feel at home here, and very comfortable with it.
I've been asked various times where I would most like to live in the world, and I really don't know. I've felt at home in so many places.
(I love LJ email notifications too! I forget to look for followup comments half the time with blogs on other sites - although I've been trying hard to remember with yours.)
(no subject)
I have been identified as being from Scotland, Ireland, Canada, Australia; in all the numerous trips I've made to the US precisely one stranger has identified me immediately as being English. Most people profess to be surprised by my claim to be English. Some are surprised that I can 'speak' American (i.e. remembering to say zucchini or faucet or things like that).
(no subject)
I may have a decent ear for vocabulary, but it's sadly lacking in ability to detect accents. I can relate to the difficulties of placing even what continent a given accent is from.
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
cue a bemused stare and an 'awww bless!' :) (followed by lots of sarcasm)
(no subject)
To be fair, some American brands are very new over here. Krispy Kreme opened its first UK outlet a year and a half ago. Other aren't available at all. I finally had down a brand and size of tights that was robust and fit me nicely, and Hue aren't available in the UK at all! I half-heartedly tried a few new pairs of a few new brands here, but they all broke on first wearing. Thus, I have still been buying my tights (in the US sense of robust tights, not panty hose) when back in Canada or the US.
I don't know why a transatlantic flight seems so much easier to sampling enough more brands to find a new one which fits and lasts here.
(no subject)
it's easier because you've already done the work, and you know exactly what you want _and_ what you can expect. you can walk into that shop, pick up x pairs of tights in x size and know they'll fit and last.
whereas, here, you'd have to go through that lengthy trial-and-error process again.
people are creatures of habit and comfort :)
(no subject)
(no subject)
Ebay! Ebay is god and mammon.
(no subject)
That's all I've got. I hate when store clerks assume that I have no idea what I'm talking about ... like the other day when my friend and I went to order sandwiches ... I'm vegetarian and she's vegan, so we both ordered the only sandwich option, me without the avocado and her without the cheese. The guy behind the counter was baffled, and tried to explain to us that we might want to reconsider because that sandwich doesn't come with much and here we are deleting options. Morons. Seriously, we walked right in, didn't look at the menu, and ordered by number (the #6, no avocado) ... he should be able to guess, from that, that we know what we're talking about and we don't need to be counseled as to our dinner choices.
Ok now I'm rambling in your journal. I also hate the ambiguity of "where are you from." I'm not even in another country ... but when I got here (PA) everyone was completely baffled, because I am "from" California but didn't come here from there, since I'd been living in NYC for the last few years. Of course, everyone is already confused when you say you're from California if you don't look like a beach kid ... so apparently they all decided I was from NYC, which is flattering, but not true. I have friends I have known for years now, both here and in NJ, who probably still think I am from NYC.
And then there's the issue of the NYC ID card (I don't drive) ... those look fake. I actually got refused entry to a bar in Cali that I used to work at over five years ago.
Ok that's enough from me.
(no subject)
That's a good suggestion!
I hate lunch places where you have to be taught how to order. I know you're giving an example of one in which you already know how to use it, but it reminds me of times I've been in a sandwich shop and ordered all wrong and had to be corrected, and everyone else was moving through quickly. Frustrating.
Feel free to ramble away whenever you like, especially if it's even vaguely on-topic. You have interesting things to say.
Being from a flyover state, I'm more used to general ignorance about where I'm from than not living up to stereotypes, although I suppose I can't count how often I've been asked if I grew up on a farm.
(no subject)
Now you are far too kind to say this, but if I heard that one too many times, my deadpan response would most likely be something along the lines of, "No, not since we got the flying monkeys. Now shopping is a breeze. Could you ring this up, please? Thanks."
(no subject)
(no subject)