On the subject of accents, I wanted to share what happened at the departmental outing we had today. My colleagues and I went to the best restaurant in town to celebrate the end of the semester. The waitress who served us is Mexican. She heard us speak Spanish and started guessing where everybody is from based on our accents.
“Mexican, Venezuelan, Brazilian, another Venezuelan or maybe Colombian. . .”
“So where am I from?” the colleague from Spain asked.
“Oh, you are a gringa,” the waitress answered immediately.