You Can Hear The Irony!
I work in an office setting. Our department is in a small room with another small room off of that. My manager is in the secondary small room, but even with the door open, it can be difficult to hear one another without raising our voices. I have a quiet voice, so I usually have to repeat myself a few times in increasing volume before she hears me.
My manager is going through hundreds of emails that have accumulated since she went on vacation. Part of our jobs includes death certificates and burial certificates.
Me: “I don’t know if you came across this email yet, but there was a webinar happening today at noon that was discussing how to better communicate with the deaf. I wanted to sign up for it, but now I think it was just for Justices of the Peace and other people performing marriages.”
Manager: “A webinar for the what?”
Me: “The deaf.”
Manager: “The death?”
Me: “Deaf. D-E-A-F.”
Manager: “The dead?”
Me: “No, deaf. Like, hard of hearing. Deaf.”
Manager: *Coming out of her office* “I’m sorry, I can’t hear you.”
Me: *Laughing* “That makes this even better!”
Manager: “Why? What were you saying?”
Me: “It’s a webinar for the deaf!”
Manager: “OH, MY GOD!”
Me: “It’s so I can better communicate with you!”
Manager: “Please, by all means, sign up!”
I did sign up, and it was very useful.