| I've been transcribing interviews at work for weeks now. I hate it. It's really intense work, the audio from rewinding the tape player really hurts my ears, and people speak such bloody awful English that it takes me three times as long to copy their shit grammar, and stop and start their sentences, and figure out what the fudge they're trying to say, as it would if they spoke correctly. But thus did I fall in love with one of the guys whose interview I transcribed. He spoke perfect English, and he spoke it really fast. There are pages, and pages of his uninterrupted perfect speech. Very few m-dashes, very few elipses. No little green squiggles. He was so wonderful that on the rare occasion that he did fail to agree with a plural, for example, I fixed it for him. Also, I know who he is from he context of the interview, and he's young and cute. I'm done with his interview now, though. Now I'm working on some nerd who loves cliche idioms and starts his sentences at least six times. If you start from "and" in that last sentence, it's a line of iambic pentameter. I wrote this in Jew class today. We're reading Joseph and Aseneth right now, although you can probably tell from the lyrics. I want to be this kid really BAD. |
