I am the walrus, goo goo g'joob

Something strange happens to Daughter when she speaks. Not all the time. Mostly just when she's talking to a clerk or some sort of receptionist, possibly a clergyman, and likely, her dogs. It happened again today as we were chatting on the phone while she ran errands and I was doing the obligatory, "hang on a second" and listening to her interaction with the above clerk, receptionist, clergyman or dog.

And it happens. My otherwise brilliant, attractive, capable Daughter turns into a ... chipmunk.

It's not really a physical metamorphosis. At least, I do not believe so, although she does have razor-sharp teeth. It's not really a mental or emotional metamorphosis either, as I don't think she believes she is a chipmunk. Yet she becomes a human version of Simon, Alvin or Theodore, take your choice. Suddenly her voice becomes high-pitched, overly demure and speeds up. Like a chipmunk.

Sort of, "Hi, I'm here from the broadcasting department to pickup my package of dvds for work and I would be happy toshowyoumywork IDcardifyouneedit heeheeheeheehee."

Then she follows up with a high-pitched sort of giggle and I'm sure, a cock of her cute little head and a smile flashing those lovely teeth.

So, to my two devoted readers: Are you aware of such a phenomenon? And, if so, does it involve other animals? Say, a walrus?

"Hi, I'm here from the broadcasting department to pickup my package of dvds for work and I would be happy to show you my work ID card ...if ...you .... need ... it .... hee..... hee ..... hee ..... hee ...... hee."

This is an official survey sponsored by taxpayer money, so let me know.