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While I was sitting at a restaurant with a group of friends over the weekend, an older woman came up to my table to talk about the shirt i was wearing.
She graduated from the high school shirt I had on in 1962, haha. It was really nice to talk to her, and she mentioned how they didn't even have a pool, "and now look, swimming AND diving!"
The weird part is that the high school is 4 1/2 hours away, and the town she is from has about 1,000 people tops and the one I am from is about 3k, haha.
I told her I was making boilo for a party next weekend, and she started telling me about a time her father almost burned down their house and to be very careful. Of which I told her I was a professional.
It was great to see her, and have her validate my accent though. That was my main sticking point when she went back to her table to her probably mortified family not from the area.
I went to the group, "See, now you can't make fun of the way I talk because that lady almost cried she was so happy to hear me butcher the English language."
Didn't help though, they just mentioned that she was somehow able to get over it and not merge it with Yinzer speak to make one almost unintelligible dialect.