Rule 592

Will computers ever replace interpreters?

Nah, computers are way too smart to put up with all crap interpreters take for as little as we get paid.

Rule 591

Interpreting Conferences can be divided into Awnings and Mimes.

Bold Striped Shirt = Attending the conference.

Black Shirt/Solid Light Colored Shirt = working the conference.

Rule 588

Scheduled for hours of ASL to English interpreting first thing in the morning and no hearing people show up? That, my friends, is the reason coffee was invented.

Shout out to John Stuckless

Random Thoughts From Uncle Dale: This (Almost) Never Happens To Me, NAD Version

I have to add the qualifier, because it happened.

I walked into the lobby of the hotel and saw the interpreter waiting near the front desk. I walked up and said hi.

She asked, “Are you Dale?”

I said I was.

She said, “you are scheduled to work with me from 2 till 5.”

That was news to me. But let’s admit it, it’s not the first time I have been co-opted into interpreting by just putting me on the schedule.

I looked at Aunt SuperTam as if to say, “don’t blame me I didn’t volunteer!”

The Interpreter caught the look and pulled out the schedule to show me and from 2-5 the schedule read her and Dale ‘Not Me.’

That is the first time in my life I have ever been asked, “are you Dale?” and NOT been the Dale in question.

If your name is John or Stephanie or Chris I imagine such things happen all the time. But I can count the number of Dale’s I know or have met on one hand.

Now it was not only NOT JUST NOT ME but another interpreter. A smaller world inside the bigger one.

By the way, Dale ‘Not Me’ showed up. He is a very nice guy with Mad Skills. I’d be willing to be mistaken for him anytime.

Anyway I can’t say “That never happens” to me anymore, because it did.

I’m pretty sure Aunt SuperTam will never experience that because we are still looking for a can of Coke with the name ‘Tammis’. Pretty sure we won’t find one.

Rule 584

Ah, we meet again, my old nemesis…

Chairs with arms.

My elbows say hello, and they hate you.

Rule 583

CART, publicly displaying my ASL-to-Spoken English skills, the good, the bad and the ugly, since March 23, 1982.

Thank you Chip Royce