I was tapped on the shoulder a few days ago just walking down the street. What looked like a petition, maybe, was thrust at me. I had a look and it seems like there was some money involved, though I wasn’t exactly sure about this. ‘I’m sorry, I don’t speak French’, I said. ‘I’m deaf’ he gestured. It was all terribly unfortunate. I had no way of getting him to understand that I knew that, but.
I ended up walking away hoping he didn’t think I was a complete heel.