I have chronic fatigue syndrome, I used to be able to walk at a slow pace for short distances, but anything like the distances involved in grocery shopping was too much.
One day I went to pick up some tools from a big big box store. The walk from my car to the front of the store was a bit long, so I sat down on the provided electric scooter, the one specifically for disabled people to use. I proceed to get out my phone and mindlessly scroll the internet, giving myself a rest before shopping. After a few minutes an old woman walks through the front doors of the store and confronts me, quite annoyed: “Do you really need that?”
“Yes, actually,” I replied, “but you can have this one and I’ll wait for the next.”
Before I could even move to get up, she turned around and walked out of the store.
I still can’t decide if she was too embarrassed to take me up on the offer, or if she had only walked in there to confront me and left the instant it was obvious she was wrong.
I have chronic fatigue syndrome, I used to be able to walk at a slow pace for short distances, but anything like the distances involved in grocery shopping was too much.
One day I went to pick up some tools from a big big box store. The walk from my car to the front of the store was a bit long, so I sat down on the provided electric scooter, the one specifically for disabled people to use. I proceed to get out my phone and mindlessly scroll the internet, giving myself a rest before shopping. After a few minutes an old woman walks through the front doors of the store and confronts me, quite annoyed: “Do you really need that?”
“Yes, actually,” I replied, “but you can have this one and I’ll wait for the next.”
Before I could even move to get up, she turned around and walked out of the store.
I still can’t decide if she was too embarrassed to take me up on the offer, or if she had only walked in there to confront me and left the instant it was obvious she was wrong.