Booth sample
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Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Hi. This is Steve Hendrickson, and this is my new booth. Hello. Nichols Department store. Yeah. Say you don't know me. I work in the office building across the street from your store and no Southwest. And, um, I was just sitting looking out of my window and, uh, no, it's a pretty nice out. And, uh, I noticed there's a woman hanging from a window ledge on your building. About 10 flights up, and, uh, no, no, Operator, you're You're missing the point. I don't wish to speak to the woman. I'd like somebody to work. Go up there, end and pull her in. Well, I I don't care who I mean. What about you? You're over there. What about yourself? Well, what time is your coffee break? The general came in a new tin hat to the shell Tauron front, where the war was at with a faithful aided his good right hand. He made his way toward no man's land and a tough top sergeant. There they found and a captain to to show them round, threading the ditch, their heads bent low toward the lines of the watchful foe. They came through the murk and the powder stench till the sergeant whispered third line trench and the captain whispered third line trench and the aid repeated third line. Trench and Pershing answered. Not in French. Yes, I see it. Third line trench. Again. They marched with wary tread following on where the sergeant led through the wet and the muck as well, till they came to another parallel. They halted there in the mud and drench, and the sergeant whispered, second line trench and the captain whispered second line trench and the aid repeated second line. Trench and Pershing nodded. Second line trench yet on they went through Meyer like pitch toe. The came toe, a fine and spacious ditch well camouflaged from planes and Zepce, where the soldiers stood on firing steps and a major sat on a wooden bench and the sergeant whispered first line trench and the captain whispered first line Trench and the aid repeated first line drench and Pershing whispered. Yes, I see. How far off is Thean Enemy and the faithful aid? He asked. Asked he how far office the enemy and the captain breathed in a softer key. How far Office the enemy? The silence lay in heaps and piles and the sergeant whispered just three miles and the captain whispered just three miles and the aid repeated just three miles just three miles. General swore. What in the heck are we whispering for? And the faithful aid the message bore. What in the heck are we whispering for? And the captain said in a gentle roar, What in the heck are we whispering for? Whispering for the echo rolled and the sergeant whispered, I have a cold.