A woman lives in David’s truck. Her voice is soothing and sweet. Daily, she reads his incoming text messages as he drives.
I’ve heard Ms. Bluetooth’s lovely voice read to him and she shouldn’t be allowed to interpret messages from his male companions because she reads them in the wrong tone and inflection. She has caught me chuckling from her misreads.
Like when she spoke words from his funny, California friend, Jimmy, that should’ve been verbalized in a deep tone. Instead, the soft, high pitched voice said, “Uncle Beef, are you there?” Or the ever-present Eric-Emoney who texts to make fun of David in his gruff way; “AHHHHHHHHH!” Instead she says a pleasant, “AHHHHHHH……..”
David was just blocks away from his remodel job. Ms. Bluetooth gently read a text from his male homeowner.
“You have a message from….. Would you like to listen now?”
She read David the text in her sugary voice: “Forgot to tell you about our security system.”
The conversation continued: “Yes, you gave me the code.”
“No, I mean our other security system, our dog.”
“I’m a dog person—should be fine.”
David swung the truck into the donut shop, ordered a dozen glazed donuts and then continued to the job.
At the garage door, he entered the code as vicious barking and growling awaited behind the door. Hmmmm. Sounds like Cujo. I hope Cujo likes glazed donuts.
“Cujo, I have treats.”
He opened the door and Cujo went from growling and teeth baring, to sitting at attention for the luscious glazed prize.
As he fed the attentive Cujo, David snapped a selfie of the two of them and sent it to the homeowner. David fed his fear with glazed donuts— David and Cujo became instant friends.
Each daily trip to the job, he continues feeding Cujo. Even the cashier at the donut shop knows his ritual and greets him with; “Donut for dog?”
So, let me ask you; What do you feed your fear?
Does it help or hinder you?
And do you speak to that fear in the wrong inflection, allowing it to sound prettier than it is?