why do the ones who have nothing to say. . .

always speak the loudest?!?!?!

having grown up in the south, i've heard a lot of crazy sayings that most people in the rest of the world would not know what they meant- but i've never been one to misuse it. i work with this lady who, when she speaks sometimes, it's like a competition to confuse the rest of us with her 'southern' jargon. in reality, it makes no sense, and i'm convinced she makes it up as she goes. but above everything else, i think what aggravates me most is the fact that in one second flat she can go from a light southern drawl to back-woods louisiana southern talk. she does it on the phone, when defending herself, in conversation. . .really, it's just not necessary.
yes, i do admit, my accent does come out sometimes, mostly when i'm embarassed or tired, but never do i flaunt it. a true southern accent is something that is rare and beautiful. it's a lilt of music, a pleasure to hear, something that draws you in and then this blowhard comes in and the wonderful music of an accent is drowned out by clashing cymbals and seagull cries.