While I didn’t ask anyone to leave their name (I only asked for city), Ron said “fuck it” and let it all hang out. Given that he hesitated when he said his name, and the accent seems to be laid on pretty thickly, I’m going to guess “Ron” isn’t this guy’s real name.
“Ron” works over at Brew-Bracher’s in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Apparently, “Ron” had a pretty lousy night. I surely hope he was able to enjoy some of that delicious beer once his shift was over. It’s a sin if he didn’t.
I always think it’s funny when I see Google try to translate audio. Here’s what Google thought Ron said:
Yeah man, this is This is long work up at the Blue blocker the baton rouge man. I have is based on the inside man is or odd bits come up there, and man, I don’t. If not, you can even get you get a blah there and match. I don’t even know. Manages I’m so I’m so tired man. A over just 5 tickle in, and some dumbest and this man. I’m going out of pocket node plug my real money man.
Here’s what Ron actualy said:
Voicemail: Ron from Brew-Bacher's in Baton Rouge,Yeah man, this is, this is Ron. I work up at the Brew-Bacher’s in Baton Rouge. Man, I had this bitch come inside man, this four eyed bitch come up there, and man I don’t fucking even know. She fucking kept… She had a blonde haired bitch. And, and, Pshhhh, I don’t even know. I’m so tired of this shit. Man, they over here just fuckin’, fried pickles and, and…some dumb shit. Fuckin’ dumb AS FUCK man. Fuck this shit man. I’m going down to fucking NOLA to make some real fucking money, man.
