As teenagers, my friends and I had a distinct way of talking. Our daily vocabulary was peppered with specific slang, voice pitches and patterns. In high school most girl cliques had code-words and inclusive ways of talking. How you talked let people know what group you were with; like a secret language.
If I were to hang out with my friends from high school I think we could revert pretty quickly back to a generic version of our old code– without even naming or discussing it.
One of my exes had a thick Southern hick accent. One Fall he came to visit me in Chicago, he arrived in the evening and we immediately started partying and bonding. My best friend called around 11 or 12 wanting to come party with us. “Rabbit?!” she repeatedly asked over the phone as we talked, confused. “Yes, come over” I said laughing.
The next day she said she could not believe it was me on the phone. “You did not sound like you at all” she stressed. ” You were talking with this Southern accent and I was so confused! I had no idea what was going on!”
I think this phenomenon goes beyond just being nostalgic. I have found myself changing the way I speak when I meet someone new or am getting to know them. It’s like I unconsciously and instantly read this person and then find myself using words I normally wouldn’t.
A friend who was in the midst of wedding planning once told me that she had started talking like her fiance’s sisters. She was aware that she was doing it, but that didn’t stop her…she just couldn’t figure out why she was talking like that.
Reverting back to an accent or way of talking, seems to be about conformance and loyalty to friendship. But in a first meeting how is it decided who will bend?
When I alter my way of talking, I think I do it in order to make the other person feel more comfortable.
It is like I process what the other person is feeling, and my brain quickly comes up with ways to ease their distress. I think this is especially the case when meeting up with old friends. There is always a little bit of fear that your old friend is going to be someone new when you re-connect, that the old bond won’t be there, which is scary.
Reverting back to an old accent or way of speaking helps to create comfort and diminish some of those instant fears. And we are sensitive to tone and inflection so changing the way you speak makes a difference.
If you’ve ever moved far away you know that it doesn’t take long to begin to naturally drop an old accent. But it is curious, how and why we do it.
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I mimic other people’s speech patterns too. I think it’s a lot like how we mimic body language, which is something people say we do when we are interested and comfortable and generally developing rapport with people.
Both of them make me really self conscious when I notice I’m doing them, which just makes me do it worse. It’s weird.
I don’t think this phenomena necessarily happens with everyone, or maybe they adjust their dialects and accents at different rates. Because, I’ve lived in several countries and studied a decent amount of languages while living abroad and my Southern IL/Seattle mezcla jumble speech never changed or adjusted to German or Dutch or Spanish or even my English girlfriend’s way of speaking at all. I feel you though, because SOMETIMES, just sometimes, I notice a little teeny tiny bit of Harrisburg come out of my mouth while and ONLY while I’m there.
I like this article though, Rachel.
Samantha,
Great point. I think body language is totally key in this as well, it is a huge part in how we talk and communicate.
I think we shouldn’t feel embarrassed, after all it is kind of sweet that someone would be paying such attention to pick up on little things like that.
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I’ve observed the opposite, actually. I’m Australian and the one thing that people always say as soon as they meet me is that they’re going to start picking up my accent. It has never, ever happened, though some people have totally faked it to try to impress me. (It doesn’t.)
My friends and I, even now, have our own little patois…it’s funny to see how people are picking up on it, even through a medium like Facebook. Goofy spellings and code words…I guess were all still ten when you get down to it.
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