The Barber
It’s a rule of mine never to mess with someone that has a sharp instrument next to my head. But the other day a barber almost crossed the line from ignorant to stupid. I sat in the barber’s chair expecting the normal small talk and received instead silence. I’m cool. I don’t need to make small talk with the barber so I relaxed into the hair cut. When he was done he offered a mirror which I politely refused then he offered to validate my parking. To which I asked isn’t the white cane explanation enough? He indicated indeed not as I could be just carrying the cane. In Canada that is illegal. Not sure about the US. If you’re carrying a cane you have to be blind, or legally at least. Or he suggested I could be just testing out a new cane. I paid and left with a laugh at the ludicrousness.
The white cane illicit an interesting response when I am carrying it. I apparently don’t look blind which is the topic of another blog entry. I have had the white cane called a tent pole, a fishing pole, a conductors baton, a relay baton, a walking stick, measuring stick and other things I can’t recall.
The barber is just an example I worked with a lady who was vehemently offended by the enlarged email font I use to make it easier for me. She continued to mention it for a couple of years. I kept trying to educate her to no avail. She disappeared one day. I hope she wasn’t fired for her stupidity towards disability but who knows.
To answer the question am I blind? Yes I am!!
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