Communication: a circus in three rings

Lunch has been an adventure lately, with me as an informal interpreter. how, do you ask? well, the thing is every day, I eat with at least three people.

One is hearing, and doesn't know sign language.
one is Deaf, and does not voice
the other is deaf, doesn't really sign well, and writes for most of her communication.

This means that at any given moment, I am either signing for the hearing girl, voicing for the signer, or typing the whole conversation for the third. If I'm lucky, I can get a word in edgewise.

On the down side, this means I'm getting really good practice switching languages. on the down side... it puts a lot of pressure on me to be sure I'm translating everything correctly.

Ah well. I'm having fun.