I was a volunteer at Viper Challenge over my long weekend. On the first morning, we were setting up and in walked a guy towards the registration area. It was 2.50am. Didn’t look like a crew member, didn’t look like a volunteer. Could he be a super early kiasu participant??
True enough, Jimmy from Singapore touched down at the airport then straightaway took a taxi to SIC. I told him that registration wasn’t open yet, and he said that he was deaf.
“OH.. RE..GIS..TRA..TION…. ISN’T.. OOOPPEENNNNN… YEEEETTTTT…!”
“Oh okay!! I just sleep here for a while!”
We had a brief chat, he showed me his passport, said he’d never done anything like this before so he was looking forward to it.
Much later, I saw him again as he’d completed the course.
“WOW… YOUUUU AREEE SOOOO FAAASSTTTTTT!”
“I had fun! I took 2 hours 35 minutes! So challenging but good!”
We talked some more then he left for the airport.
It didn’t hit me until yesterday that…
… why the fuck was I yelling at a deaf guy? As if he’d understand me more, is it?
Sigh, I’m one of those dumbasses…