Conversational, emotional
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Vocal Characteristics
Language
EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (Canadian - Maritimes) North American (Canadian-General) North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
it started with the bread. It always started with the bread. It was a Wednesday evening after work dusk was falling in the city. Streets were twinkling with that pre holiday excitement. People were in and out of bars and restaurants, enjoying happy hour, enjoying each other and enjoying their lives. But not me. I blended in as I drag myself home from work, just trying to make it through the homestretch to my apartment. The smells from the corner bakery wafted up into my nose, triggering intense grumblings from my stomach. Shut up, you, I grumbled back. You're too big and fat to complain. Get over yourself. I had worked so hard all day. I just had to get past the bakery without stopping. Other than some wilted lettuce, a six pack of Diet Coke and about five cups of coffee, I hadn't eaten anything at all. I held my breath as I walked past the bakery. I was on an all lettuce and tofu diet. For the next 30 days, bread was out, cupcakes were out. Even fruit was out. But as I approached the bakery, I saw they were taking the big gets out of the oven. I looked away. Stupid bread. With its hard crust on the outside and soft white warm evil on the inside. I held my breath and walked right past the bakery. Back at my apartment, I was greeted by a refrigerator that was mostly empty. I usually kept it that way, but I had gone shopping's. There were several poaches of firm tofu and a head of lettuce. There was also 1/2 bottle of chardonnay. The tofu seemed on appetizing, and I was absolutely bored of lettuce. Wine has no carbs, I thought. Maybe I'll just have one glass to help me relax and perhaps sleep that I don't have to think about food. I poured myself a glass and settled in front of the television toe. Watch him sitcoms and shake off the day. As I gulped the wine, my stomach grumbled. Shut up, you, I said. I was starving. I suck down the rest of the bottle and waited for sleep to set in
Tags
Girl Next Door, Narrator, Storyteller, Millennial, Presenter, Animated, Authentic, Believable, Confessional, Confident, Conversational, Engaging, Friendly, Professional, Approachable, North American (Canadian - Maritimes), North American (Canadian-General), North American (General), North American (US General American - GenAM)