As posted in the Star-Telegram. A cashier attacks a deaf man with a crowbar because the deaf man was silent and the cashier mistook it for rudeness.
This is interesting in that someone who is getting paid would do this to someone else. Oy vey. Anyways, this reminds me of my difficulty at work. I don’t think I’ll get attacked like this, but everyday when I leave work, I THINK I HEAR someone is telling me good-bye from the front desk of the building. But the front desk is so high that I can’t see their faces. I had to ask a co-worker about this, and she confirmed that most every day someone will tell people as they leave “Bye”. I’ve been working there for nine months and I’ve only discovered this in the last month.
This is brings a whole new meaning to “the voices in my head.” Sometimes I’ll hear something that really seems like a part of my imagination. I’ve learned that they either are real voices or ringing. So I can spend a good amount of time looking around trying to figure out where it’s coming from.