“Oh, I get it. My. Name. Is. ___”
“Woah, no, I don’t understand sign language.”
“Do you speak the language?”
“I took some classes back in high school. Hold on, lemme see...Hello...My...name...is...*insert terrible excuse for fingerspelling.*”
“You’re signing too fast, can you slow down for the rest of us?!”
“Are you using ASL to talk shit about me?!”
“Hello? Are you going to say something?”
“Seriously, why won’t you talk?”
“I know you have a voice, use it!”
“Oh, yes, sorry, I sign.”
“Are you cussing me out or introducing yourself?!”
“I don’t think she/he/they can hear us...”
“Maybe he/she/they doesn’t/don’t speak the language...”
“Could you sign any faster? Geez...”
“I know children with better sign language skills...”
“No, that sign means something different in ASL around here...”
“ASL is absolutely a language.”
“Wait, you can hear?! I thought ASL was only for deaf people...”
“It’s okay. I won’t force you to speak.”
“You have a beautiful voice.”
“Why does your voice sound like that?”
“Refusing to speak is not going to help you.”
“Do you know how to talk?”
“What does that sign mean?”
“You are learning! I am so proud!”
“I can teach you sign, if you want.”
“You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to.”
“How do you get through life without speaking?”
“I’m sure you have a beautiful voice.”
“My throat hurts from speaking too much...”
“It is sign language, not secret code...”