do americans say goodbye on the phone in real life?

kizzah · Post by **kizzah** » Fri Jul 18, 2008 6:46 am

Another favourite is answering the phone with a gruff "Yeah" instead of "Hello". Particularly if you're a hard-nosed detective with his/her own brand of justice. Can also be substituted for "Talk to me".

oblique strategies · Post by **oblique strategies** » Fri Jul 18, 2008 9:18 am

Johnisfaster wrote:I don't know if anyones mentioned this yet but people on tv don't say goodbye on the phone because apparently the viewer is more likely to tone out when they hear someone say goodbye. it's almost like people think someone is saying goodbye to them when they hear it on tv and so they are like "oh.... ok, goodbye then"

Interesting.

rasputin · Post by **rasputin** » Fri Jul 18, 2008 6:52 pm

djadonis206 wrote:Me: Wazzup dawg
Friend: whuuuut uuuuup?
Me: nothin' chillin, waz crackin'
friend: nothing, chillin, whut up wit you!
Me: ah man laying low, trying to do that, you?
friend: I'm at the spot right now, what up wit you?
Me: you know, chilling right now, let me call you back.
Friend: aight, hit me later
Me: aight, peace dawg

That's how 90% of my phone calls go.

Or in pukka:

<ring>
B: Halloa?
A: Greetings, Vicar. This is Lord Basil Metabolism speaking.
B: Respectful salutations, Lord Basil. And how is Lady Basil this fine day.
A: Unfortunately she is incommoded at present with a severe bout of the grippe and sundry attendant vapours, the physician is even now applying a flaxseed poultice to her membrane.
B: Deuced inconvenient that. Please speedily convey my sincere wishes for her earliest convalescence.
A: That I shall. And how do you find yourself, Vicar?
B: With a compass and map that I keep nearby for just such an eventuality.
A: Well, I must anon be off. I pray that you have enjoyed our parley as much as I myself.
B: There is no question but that it is so. Good day to you.

(With apologies to J P Donleavy.)

forge · Post by **forge** » Sat Jul 19, 2008 1:36 am

rasputin wrote:
djadonis206 wrote:Me: Wazzup dawg
Friend: whuuuut uuuuup?
Me: nothin' chillin, waz crackin'
friend: nothing, chillin, whut up wit you!
Me: ah man laying low, trying to do that, you?
friend: I'm at the spot right now, what up wit you?
Me: you know, chilling right now, let me call you back.
Friend: aight, hit me later
Me: aight, peace dawg

That's how 90% of my phone calls go.
Or in pukka:

<ring>
B: Halloa?
A: Greetings, Vicar. This is Lord Basil Metabolism speaking.
B: Respectful salutations, Lord Basil. And how is Lady Basil this fine day.
A: Unfortunately she is incommoded at present with a severe bout of the grippe and sundry attendant vapours, the physician is even now applying a flaxseed poultice to her membrane.
B: Deuced inconvenient that. Please speedily convey my sincere wishes for her earliest convalescence.
A: That I shall. And how do you find yourself, Vicar?
B: With a compass and map that I keep nearby for just such an eventuality.
A: Well, I must anon be off. I pray that you have enjoyed our parley as much as I myself.
B: There is no question but that it is so. Good day to you.

(With apologies to J P Donleavy.)