Oh My God, somebody do something to that woman! Her pronunciation’s killing me!! Just when you’re settling down on a comfortable couch with some coffee or into bed with come ice cream, she comes on. She’s on the radio all the time and if I wasn’t dependent on the radio for some music, I wouldn’t ever, ever turn on the darned thing. Especially with women like her walking around.
So you get into your comfortable cotton clothes, warm socks, with some coffee, ice cream whatever…and she comes on. She’s got this voice that I’m sure they chose because she sounds like an experienced marketing lady. Very sensible, very friendly, very curt, though…and selling a BMW. So she goes “to get your own beeyemdoubuyoo” and you go “to get your own what?” and she goes “we know you have a practical side to your mind too, but a certified beeyemdoubuyoo” and you go “a certified WHAT?”and she goes “we can give you a beeyemdoubuyoo” and you go “give me a…beeWHAT??”
Ok, so you get my point.
It kills me. It kills me to hear a voice speak over the radio…loud and clear for the masses to hear and say ‘beeyemdoubuyoo” instead of B-M-W. It’s pathetic, the effort they’ve made to make the woman sound like she knows just what she’s talking about. Oh yeah, she knows what she’s talking about. She knows you have a practical mind, she knows you’re dying to drive a beautiful car, she knows you have savings that you’d rather spend on your child’s education, she knows you wished you could take it all and spend it on a car…but for CRYIN OUT LOUD! The woman calls it a beeyemdoubuyoo!!” Wasn’t anyone listening when she was “beeyemdoubuyoo”ing into the microphone at the recording studio??
She goes on and on and on and by the time she’s done, you’ve either taken the coffee and poured it over you head, taken the ice cream and smeared it over the radio…or you’ve just switched it off. Turned off her elderly, husky, knowledgeable voice telling you what to do with all you life savings…invest it in a certified beeyemdoubuyoo.
Damn.
So you get into your comfortable cotton clothes, warm socks, with some coffee, ice cream whatever…and she comes on. She’s got this voice that I’m sure they chose because she sounds like an experienced marketing lady. Very sensible, very friendly, very curt, though…and selling a BMW. So she goes “to get your own beeyemdoubuyoo” and you go “to get your own what?” and she goes “we know you have a practical side to your mind too, but a certified beeyemdoubuyoo” and you go “a certified WHAT?”and she goes “we can give you a beeyemdoubuyoo” and you go “give me a…beeWHAT??”
Ok, so you get my point.
It kills me. It kills me to hear a voice speak over the radio…loud and clear for the masses to hear and say ‘beeyemdoubuyoo” instead of B-M-W. It’s pathetic, the effort they’ve made to make the woman sound like she knows just what she’s talking about. Oh yeah, she knows what she’s talking about. She knows you have a practical mind, she knows you’re dying to drive a beautiful car, she knows you have savings that you’d rather spend on your child’s education, she knows you wished you could take it all and spend it on a car…but for CRYIN OUT LOUD! The woman calls it a beeyemdoubuyoo!!” Wasn’t anyone listening when she was “beeyemdoubuyoo”ing into the microphone at the recording studio??
She goes on and on and on and by the time she’s done, you’ve either taken the coffee and poured it over you head, taken the ice cream and smeared it over the radio…or you’ve just switched it off. Turned off her elderly, husky, knowledgeable voice telling you what to do with all you life savings…invest it in a certified beeyemdoubuyoo.
Damn.
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