Today was just a normal work day for me with a little twist. There are some deaf and dump people who visited me to enquire about things I am selling. I am not educated on sign language at all, ended up making a lot of monkey actions invented by myself, to let him understand what is going on.

It took me 5 minutes to realize that just by inventing my own sets of signs wouldn’t give him enough knowledge on my product, so I finally start writing. I still had to guess what he is trying to ask though, and every misconception he made, I had to do the ultra man hand sign to let him know he is wrong, and I have to go about drawing numbers and graphs to let him understand. It was a weird process but still fun, nothing like I’ve ever done. And I feel happy that I am able to convey messages even though I don’t understand their sign language. Well of coz I am not happy that they are deaf or dumb, I am just glad that I am able to pass a different type of language barrier other then spoken language.

Personally, I don’t converse with male species much if it’s not necessary, just like how some guy don’t converse with female species much. But lately I’ve become “that girl” in my work place.

That girl who don’t mix around much, that girl who chose her lunch partner, that girl who go off work right on time, that girl who smokes without informing she is going for a smoke break, that girl who don’t look like she is smoking, that girl who work 7 days a week (although it’s past tense). I am comfortable with being the odd one out, but when I realized that they may all be wondering about what kind of person I am, I feel a little awkward.

I only go out to lunch with this Indian colleague and some other company once a while, well I am comfortable with female species. And today, some guy mentioned something about lunch to me, and I didn’t really bother what he was saying, so I think I might have done something rude. It occurred to me later on that he was wanting to have lunch with me, but I just gave him some hasty reply and went out to lunch with other girls. I came back from lunch feeling slightly guilty but didn’t know what to say. So I left it there hanging, but since I will stop working after end of sept, I guess I don’t need to ‘repair’ anything do I? I will just leave it at that until he says something mean to me.