October 2010
1 post
cut me some slack, jack
While in Singapore I asked a taxi driver to take me to River Valley Road but he didn’t know where it was. I tried again, pronouncing it “Wihvah Vahrey Road” and he knew exactly where to go. Like Barbara Billingsley spoke jive in airplane, I spoke singlish in a taxi, prompting me to ponder: Am I an effective communicator or borderline racist?