...so, you know .... low-talkers? Mmmmbllbllllmmm talking... but reallyyy.... wish they could say.... mbbbllouder....
ACK.
Doesn't it make you nuts? You hear this drone, just below comfortable-listening level. It drifts into your consciousness. Then the person looks at you expectantly.
You end up saying, in growing exasperation,
"Pardon me?"
Mmmmbllbllllmmm
"What was that?"
.... mbbbllouder....
"Sorry?"
.... mbbbllouder....
Finally, you shriek, "WHAT?? WHAT ARE YOU SAYING?"
They look at you, raise their eyebrows, and say, oh-so-distinctly, ".... I was saying tha....andmmmmblll over theremmmmbblll withoutll....mmmmmmbbbrlll?"
You might try again. "So sorry. There was a noise. Could you say that a little louder?"
They sigh, roll their eyes, and raise their voices infinitesimally. "".... I was SAYING tha....andmmmmblll over theremmmmbblll withoutll....mmmmmmbbbrlll?"
"FINE. Whatever."
If a low-talker thinks I am going to do all the conversational work, THEY HAVE ANOTHER THING COMING. DID YOU HEAR THAT? DID YOU???
Thought so.
