this is for our esteemed colleague cavegal
As most know, I can't hear; born that way, absent ears.
The absence is covered up by my wearing my hair a little bit longer than the average non-hippie adult male wears his; it's a little odd, but I'd sooner people comment about the hair, than the missing ears.
In all respects, franksolich is utterly normal-looking, or average-looking.
Because it's a hearing world, and a natural human wish to be assimilated, I do a pretty good job of mimicking hearing people; such a good job that even people who've known me for years and years occasionally forget I can't hear.
Once in a while, it's happened that I've been sitting next to a telephone, and the telephone's rang.
I have no idea it's ringing, until another person, at another end of the room, looks over at me, wondering why I'm not picking it up, and pointing to it.
I get the message; the telephone's ringing.
I pick up the receiver.
Because of sound-conduction through vibrations in the skeletal structure, it might happen that I will grasp what's being said--incompletely, but grasp something--from the other end. That's a phenomenon that happens about every hundredth time or so, and only with land-line telephones, though.
Usually I hear nothing, and hand the receiver to the other person.
"Who is it?"
"I dunno," I reply; "some guy wearing brown socks."
The description just comes out of the mouth, with no conscious thought on my part.
The other person arches his or her eyebrows, and takes the call.....and towards the end of the chitchattery, curious, asks the caller the color of his socks.
It freaks some people out.
"Who is it?"
"I dunno," I reply; "some woman with Christmas-tree-bauble-sized earrings."
The other person arches his or her eyebrows, and takes the call.....and towards the end of the chitchattery, curious, asks the caller the size of her earrings.
"Who is it?"
"I dunno," I reply; "some guy with a beard."
"Who is it?"
"I dunno," I reply; "but she's got a run in her stockings."
"Who is it?"
"I dunno," I reply; "but she's got really good teeth."
This just really freaks people out, because I've gotten it right.
I have no idea why this happens, but it happens.
Being deaf, I am not telephone-savvy, and I always forget to cover the speaking end of the receiver before saying something, meaning my comment is overheard by the caller.
"Who is it?"
"I dunno," I reply; "but she's really fat."