One New Yorker to Another New Yorker

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This is an excerpt from my self-published novella, Dr. Grigsby's Clients. Both characters are from New York.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

North American (General) North American (US New York, New Jersey, Bronx, Brooklyn)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
Rwanda. I can't keep bailing you out of the same situations. Dr. Grigsby whispered as she walked briskly out of the door of the police station. Look, you know I'll pay you for the inconvenience. Stop. It's not about the money. You have to under control your anger. How many times do you think the judge is gonna let you off in your own recording it? Not to mention the damage you did to the poor girl's face. The doctors called it. That little ***** deserve it. Dr. Grigsby stopped in her tracks. Look, I can't keep coming to your rescue. Every time you get in trouble, it falls outside our patient client boundaries in Luanda. **** it. I don't need you. She spat a man walking past towards the stations. There. The **** you looking at, Baldy? See, that's what I'm talking about. There's just no reason for that. The man unsure of how to respond continued to stare but quicken his pace for the door. And it's only because of me and the strings. I was able to pull yet again that you are on this side of the door right now. It would be nice if you showed at least a little bit of gratitude. Yeah, whatever. What I'm supposed to be kissing your *** is because you think you're my savior or something. The doctor I lost for words that shook her head in disbelief. We're still gonna have recession or what, Doc? You wanna ask? Changing the subject. Once back in the doctor's home office, Shalonda plopped herself across the couch and closed her eyes. I think we should talk about what happened today. Dr. Greg Speed again. You're on the side and rolled her eyes. You don't wanna talk about it. There's really nothing to tell. The ***** got smart, so I handle that ***. Kids closed. She shrugged and place the back of her hand on her forehead. We have to get you more used to using your words. You wanna? That's what the point of all this is Now take me step by step. What happened? She asked softly. All I wanted to do was popping to Mickey D's to get something quick Before I came to her session, she started. Okay, I don't know why that place always has to be. So the impact people stepping all over you and whatnot I hate it. So if you know you hate it. Why did you go in there? The doctor question. I just told you to grab something to eat right quick. Okay, So you're in McDonalds. What happens next? First I got to do behind me, stepping on my feet ******* up my boots. You know, I keep my sheets cleaned up. She said So. Is that what upset you? You're mad because the man stepped on your boots. Nah, I mean, yeah, Well, no, it wasn't just that we got all these foreigners coming over here taking all the jobs and making everything so crowded. It just makes me feel like a sardine Can. You know? She paused for the doctors. Acknowledgement. Well, you know, you want a A lot of these immigrants come here seeking better opportunities for themselves and their families. A lot of them come from very poor, poverty stricken places, and they just want a better life. Can you understand that? Yeah, I get all that dot but it's still just too many of them, but I don't even think that's what set me off. Okay, let's get to it. What do you think it was that did set you off Dr Brisby s? I don't know exactly. It was just like all those people were in there staring at me. Then I get to the counter, and this silly broad has an attitude with me for no reason, talking smart and ****. Then she's helping everybody else and acting like I'm not even standing there. Then she called me a **** and talking all this other garbage. I just felt like Yolanda Pause that she tried to search for the right words to describe her feelings. So what do Wanda? I don't know. I just felt disrespected. I felt like I didn't matter. Like she was taking me for a joke or something, and I and it ****** me off.