Don't take it personally.
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The van sat in the handicapped spot. And sat in the handicapped spot. And eventually I asked the balloon guy himself, and he explained that he had permission from management to park there.
I had my waitress send the manager out to my table. "It turns out that he has my boss's permission to park there," he told me.
"Handicapped parking is a state law," I said. "The restaurant doesn't get to say that it does or doesn't apply."
He shrugged. My food curdled in my stomach.
"Look, if I had known that it was the policy of this restaurant to value balloon animals over disabled access, I wouldn't have eaten here."
He shrugged again. "It's not as if there are any disabled people who haven't been able to get in."
My hands started to shake. I don't even remember what I said after that, except that I swore I'd never eat in that restaurant again. I did get the business card of the general manager. Then I went home and called the police non-emergency number, and the dispatcher promised to send someone to check it out. It's low-crime Howard County, so they might even do it.
I don't know why I'm so insanely angry, but I am. I'm furious. My meal was completely ruined - my stomach feels like a clenched fist and I have a sour taste in my mouth.
I've been passing as able-bodied for too long. I'd forgotten how it feels to have one's needs treated so contemptuously.
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Date: 2003-05-29 06:47 pm (UTC)Idiots.
And I enclose some fierce lioness growls, in case you can use some on those people, and a hug or three for yourself likewise.
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Date: 2003-05-29 06:53 pm (UTC)My great aunt, may her memory be for a blessing, was wheelchair-bound and a wonderful redoubtable old bat (whom I hope to be just like when I get to her age). She used to direct her driver to park such that the jerk using the handicapped parking space was blocked in, and then just go into the establishment and go about her business. When mall security or whatever would call her out to move the van, she'd lay the helpless old lady schtick on thick until all concerned basically evaporated from shame and embarassment.
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Date: 2003-05-29 07:33 pm (UTC)I've been using a cane because of foot injuries I got moving house, and I have come to the conclusion that people really do not understand how hard it is. I always tried to be considerate, but I know I never really understood before now. Of course, most people aren't considerate at all. I can't believe how many times I have to ask people to move on the bus so I can sit down (and I really have to sit because it kills my feet not to) -- once the only person who would stand, after I asked, was someone else with a cane! And still no one got up, even after I loudly protested that he shouldn't have to stand either. There's a lot of help out there, but it does seem to have to be institutionalized or people don't bother.
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Date: 2003-05-29 07:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-29 08:21 pm (UTC)Gessi
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Date: 2003-05-29 07:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-29 07:45 pm (UTC)Damn good post by the way, but my opinion is probably obvious from the fact I want to bookmark it :)
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Date: 2003-05-29 07:47 pm (UTC)Assuming you were OK with that, of course.
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Date: 2003-05-29 08:56 pm (UTC)national, isn't it? i believe it's specified in the ada.
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Date: 2003-05-29 09:18 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-29 09:24 pm (UTC)I crave those blue spots, most days, and would probably have cried had I found out someone was "given permission" to park there. What a gumby that manager was. He should have been fined along with the parker.
The worst, though, is "It's not as if there are any disabled people who haven't been able to get in."
How would he know, if they just drove off after finding no parking? How would he know what "disabled" is if he saw it? (He clearly didn't.)
It's an ignorance thing, but I don't think it's intentional ignorance. It's more like cluelessness, lack of exposure and information, and perhaps, lack of giving-a-shit. He just might not care. It's not like disabled people eat or anything.
I feel my limits a lot more if I don't think of myself as disabled. Being disabled allows me to do things that I couldn't otherwise. It increases my ability.
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Date: 2003-05-29 11:16 pm (UTC)"Shrink, I wanna kill"
Date: 2003-05-30 02:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-30 05:15 am (UTC)I'd talk to the manager. And the owner.
Good on you for following through with this!
Thank you!
Date: 2003-05-30 06:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-30 07:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-30 07:50 am (UTC)If I were anywhere near where you lived, I'd ask for the name of the restaurant, so I could be sure of never going there.
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Date: 2003-05-30 08:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-30 09:30 am (UTC)I think you're being far kinder to the restaurant than might be warranted. I know enough people in your part of the world that I want to know the name of this place so that others know what sort of insane policy they have about their handicapped parking.
And shame on the balloon guy for taking that space, permission or no.
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Date: 2003-05-30 09:32 am (UTC)I've been known to park cars in, confront people, and generally start all kinds of tempests over this very issue. And I, like you, am fairly "invisibly" disabled. Bastards.
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Date: 2003-05-30 07:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-05-31 07:54 am (UTC)After all said and done, if they still insist that disabled-access isn't more important than their precious balloon animals, sever their spinal column at the waist. They shouldn't walk or procreate ever again.
FWIW, I'm not disabled, but I watched a close friend with the ankle injury go through that sort of a hassle.
I agree 100%
Date: 2003-05-31 02:03 pm (UTC)Tony
Tony von Krag
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Date: 2003-06-03 08:18 pm (UTC)