Accent on weirdness

This is certainly one of the more unusual conversations I’ve had in a while. The setting? The world-famous Peppermill coffee shop on the Strip, about 8 this morning, as I had breakfast with Sheldon Smith of the Casino Chip and Gaming Token Collectors Club in preparation for my epic address to the CCGTCC convention tomorrow.

Delivering my tasty Peppermill Omelet, our waitress Kathy looked at me and said, “Before you talked, I thought you’d have an accent.”
“What kind of accent?” was my reply.
“Oh, I don’t know, some other country.”
“Like where?”
“I don’t know, Sweden or somewhere like that.”

Huh?

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