I remember once when I was twenty-something (eons ago) that I was working in the sub-sandwich joint as a cook and cashier. One afternoon two young ladies approached my counter. One was deaf the other a hearie. I only recognized very simple greetings and a very few signs but I nonetheless dared myself to interact manually in this unique opportunity. I waited for the right moment (when the attention of both was not on each other) and I tried my sings/phrases; and sometimes pen and pad were used.
The pair was delighted that I wanted to communicate via ASL. In fact the deaf lady returned the following morning to meet me but I was so busy (with my slave-driving boss looking over my shoulder) that I could not return her greeting.
I guess that deaf lady found me too sexy for my shirt. 
