Here’s a snippet from a recent phone conversation I had with my mother, who speaks with a thick New England accent.
Mom: “Yesterday I took Daddy for his checkup with the doctor. The doctor asked Daddy how he was doing. Daddy pointed his finger at me and said, ‘I think she’s had it with me.’”
Me: “Why would Daddy say that?”
Mom: “I told the doctor I was very tired and maybe not as patient as I should be. I said I just needed a good night’s rest and I would be fine. Dr. Nguyen told me I needed to go to a bar (pronounced baah).”
Me: “What?? He told you to go to a bar? Man, I like this doctor.”
Mom: "No, no, not a baah—a spa!"