I spent Reading festival one year pretending to be Californian.
I was a bit under the influence and though it would be a good idea. On the final day a couple of girls came to say goodbye before my flight back to the states and heard me talking in my Cornish voice. They were a lot more angry than I thought they would be. I also once convinced my Irish mates sister that I was also Irish and she believed me. I'm not too bad at accents. But my favourite wasn't me at all. I was an IT techie at a school and we had a staff Christmas do. We were all spread out over random tables. My then girlfriend and I were on a table with Ryan from the photocopying room, his girlfriend and two school governors. Ryan was asked what he did at the school and with a totally straight face told them he was a science teacher and kept it up all night getting as cheesy as possible with such lines as "I find it so fulfilling to pass my knowledge on to the next generation" and "Seeing a child succeed is worth more than any payment" Those statements alone should have given it away, all the real teachers were saying "Fucking little shits, glad to have a couple of weeks off" and "They don't pay us enough for this shit"
( Peej, Wed 2 Jun 2010, 9:06, Reply)