Thursday, February 09, 2006

Stroke, Stroking My Ego

I spent the day at Bro Bro's pharmacy, training to be his assistant. I'll be helping out in that role while his real assistant is on vacation. When I answered the phone today, a man at the other end said, "What? Sylph? You're new. God, you have a radio voice."

Later, when his wife came in to pick up his prescription, she said, "Are you the one with the radio voice my husband spoke to?"

I couldn't help smile. He is not the first to tell me about my voice. Every year, someone tells me I should be on the radio. Not only that, every once in a while, a cashier or a cab driver would ask me, "Do you work on TV?"

Now, you'd think I am a good-looking, well-groomed woman who conducts herself with authority. And you'd be wrong.

When I am walking, most of the time, I have to remind myself to not waddle so obviously. Pick up, pick up your feet, tuck in your tummy and hold your head up. When I talk, I hear the thinning, shaking voice that comes with age. I remind myself to breath and think before talking.

Honestly, I don't really know what people mean when they compliment my voice or my countenance. Still, it thrills me a bit to think they see something in me I've missed.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I use to conduct interviews over the phone in the evenings, and one night a breathless woman said to me, 'your voice is so soothing, it washes over me like a warm bath'
I wish I could hear myself sometimes.

Anonymous said...

Have you seen pictures of radio personalities. I don't know what those radio marketing people were thinking connecting worn out, baggy eyed faces to melodious radio voices ruining the fantasy for hundreds of thousands of listeners.

The Sylph said...

Hey anon - there's our home business: We get a 1-900 number, $1.99 a minute, and start Phone a Friend. You and me on the receiving end, talking to the distraught and lonely in a soothing voice. But no general phone sex stuff, okay? That's reserved for my special customers.

Slim - Maybe I missed my calling. Apparently, I'd be one of those radio voices with a face that doesn't disappoint.