Marv's Mind

Drunk Deaf Bitch

I'm going to happy hour today with a bunch of deaf folks. In the past I have, by mistake, let it be known to the waiter that I was hearing. NOT ANY MORE! I will become totally deaf for this afternoon. I will bang on tables to get people's attention, I will knock beer bottles over while signing wildly, I will make strange noises and order my drinks via sign or with pen and paper. Why, you ask? If there is a problem with the bill, and there always is, I'm stuck trying to collect from everyone because I'm the only one that speaks both languages. Fuck that! If I wanted to be a collector.....I would repo cars or work for the mob! If the bar would like to give me free drinks....I would interpret all night. But they don't and I won't.

I'll try to type a little something upon my return home. I should be nice and drunk so there aint' no telling what I'll write.

The Drunk Deaf Bitch,
-Marv-