Well, given that I'm a child of the world I'm unlucky enough to have multiple accents. I'd trade them all for one of those soothing accents from Southern USA. The country southerner. The southern belle. The deep-leaning southern accent. All so lovely. Last week I had to call a company in Tennessee for work. I actually told the clerk I liked her accent and to say more words. I'm currently resisting the urge to call them back.
"How is that unlucky, hurr durr?"
Simple. It leads to unnecessary drama. The likes of which make me glad I'm no longer in high school.