Deaf people are, overall, less likely to swear at you. In my experience, anyway.
This post will not actually be about why I like deaf people (though I DO {I didn't decide to be a Spanish interpreter, did I? NO. Think about that one, nudge, nudge.}). This bit is actually about why I hate people who think they are not responsible for anything (which could, theoretically include deaf people, I know). People that come to my window and swear at me about their parking tickets. You parked illegally, you moron. So we ticketed you. No, we don't care if you work here. Working on campus does not exempt you from campus parking rules. So pay your freaking ticket and get out of my face. Go whine to people who care. Thanks to you, polite stander-by, for trying to quell the ridiculousness.
On a better note!
My presentation went well yesterday. Wish my teacher could've been there, but at least it was video taped so he can see it. We were well spoken and succinct, and either clear enough or boring enough that there weren't too many questions at the end. :) I do have one question I need to further research with the intention of reporting back on Thursday, er, tomorrow.
I'm pretty proud of myself for updating three days in a row. I guess it helps that my work is generally slow, and now that I'm finished with my presentation, I have no more work to do for class for the rest of the semester. So I have a bit of time on my hands. :)
So far, the only person that I know reads this is my mom. Hi, Mom. :) Mipp you.
Okay. For my promise now. Help me out, Kurt Vonnegut!
-True terror is to wake up one morning and discover that your high school class is running the country.-
