Feb 22, 2007 22:36
Well today has been interesting. After becoming infected with whatever foul plague my dad had i've pretty much totally lost my voice. I can only croak in a whisper so hoarse it'd make a paedophile run for the hills. Nevertheless I have soldiered on through work communicating only through crazed miming and a handful of notes bearing the phrases I use the most while serving people. It's quite supising how little importance speech has when it comes to getting a message across to someone else.
For example i've successfully communicated that I intend on going to the staff do as king kong by miming 'monkey' followed by 'tall'. Miming 'we will tell alan that we're going to a funeral' was slightly more involved, requiring mimes for 'top hat', 'lowering a coffin into a grave', 'crying' and a rather spectacular 'pall bearer'.