Audiobook/Character Conversation/English
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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The mailman walked towards my office door half an hour earlier than usual. He didn't sound right. His footsteps fell more heavily, jauntily and he whistled. A new guy. He whistled his way to my office door and then fell silent for a moment. Then he laughed. Then he knocked. I winced. My mail comes through a mail slot. Unless it's registered, I get a really limited selection of registered mail and it's never good news. I got up out of my office chair and opened the door. The new mailman looked like a basketball with arms and legs and a sunburned balding head. And he stood chuckling and reading the sign on the door glass. He glanced at me and hooked a thumb toward the office glass. You're kidding? Right. I read the sign. People change it occasionally and shook my head. No, I'm serious. Can I have my mail please? So, uh, like parties, shows, stuff like that. He looked past me as though he expected to see a white tiger or possibly some skimpily clad assistance. Prancing around my one room office. I side not in the mood to get mocked again and reached for the mail he had in his hand. No, not like that. I don't do parties. He held onto it. His head tilted curiously. So what? Some kind of fortune teller cards and crystal balls and things. No, I told him I'm not a psychic. I tugged at the mail. He held onto it. What are you then? What's the sign on the door? Say? It says harry, Dresden wizard. That's me, I confirmed