First time I visited Boston, I was lost somewhere in downtown and walking in circles. Must have passed a postman one too many times because he just briskly walks up to me and, gesturing with a handful of mail, abruptly asks, “whadaya, fuckin lost?”
He then proceeded to give me very clear and accurate directions to where I was going.
One of the interesting things about Boston is that the average person you bump into doesn’t have the typical Boston accent. There are too many immigrants, international students, etc. for that accent to dominate. But, certain jobs: postal worker, cop, firefighter, public transit worker, etc. that mostly hire locals. So, your announcements on the T are mostly always done with a strong Boston accent.
First time I visited Boston, I was lost somewhere in downtown and walking in circles. Must have passed a postman one too many times because he just briskly walks up to me and, gesturing with a handful of mail, abruptly asks, “whadaya, fuckin lost?”
He then proceeded to give me very clear and accurate directions to where I was going.
One of the interesting things about Boston is that the average person you bump into doesn’t have the typical Boston accent. There are too many immigrants, international students, etc. for that accent to dominate. But, certain jobs: postal worker, cop, firefighter, public transit worker, etc. that mostly hire locals. So, your announcements on the T are mostly always done with a strong Boston accent.