This morning I was giving a presentation on the numerous services my organization offers. The presentation was to cover the goals, 21 programs and costs all in about 15 minutes. When I speak publicly my Chicago comes out and I can move fairly quickly. While my walking and driving has slowed down greatly since moving to the South, apparently my rate of speech has not.
After a few minutes into my presentation an older gentleman raised his hand and asked in the most pronounced southern drawl I have probably ever heard, "coooouuuuuuld, youuuuuuuu, slooooooooow, dooooooooooowwwwwwwwwwnnnnnnnnnnnnnn."
I was absolutely mortified and I felt terrible. Besides the fact, I knew that if I told him I would slow down I would be a liar because I am physically not capable to talking any slower.
The second Iraq deployment from the perspective of an Army wife who thinks she may be unconventional, but probably is not.
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