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amberfocus) wrote2011-06-17 09:26 pm
amberfocus) wrote2011-06-17 09:26 pm
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Mostly Venting
Today was generally better than yesterday, though I am still using the cane when I walk and icing my knee when I'm not walking. I got really irritated at a busy body in the parking lot today when I went to the grocery store to get my medication from their pharmacy. I have a disabled parking permit because of my knee. I only use it on my bad days, but still I have it and it was very clearly hanging from my mirror. I also had my cane in my hand. The kids had gotten out of the van and were waiting for me to finish my slow walk to the back to join them and this old lady comes up to me and goes, "Did you know that's a handicapped parking spot?" And I'm like totally wanting to say, "No, really?" Instead I simply held up my cane. Then she had the audacity to ask me if I had a permit. I simply pointed to the window to the clearly displayed permit.
Then she said, "It really irritates me when people park in handicapped parking spots without a permit."
Well, at that point I went into what I hope was a justified bitch mode as she was walking off and said, loudly, "You know what really irritates me? People who don't bother to check for a permit before they get on their high horse and accuse someone who is clearly disabled of breaking the law."
She huffed but didn't turn back around. I hate people like that. I mean, I could have MS like my dad and not even be showing symptoms when I walk into the store, but by the time I come back out I'd be wiped out. But that disability does not show on the outside and no one should have to justify themselves unless they really are cheating the system and don't have a permit. And it was none of her business. I could understand it if there were no permit, but there was. And I was in pain. I think I am justified in my bitchiness. If I had been elderly I don't think it would have happened. But because I'm just 41 (and have always looked younger than I am) and had kids with me, she just assumed I was cheating the system. Stupid lady. I don't walk with a cane for the joy of it.
Other than that, though it was a good day. We went swimming. I didn't count my laps. I did not kick with my bad leg. Often I didn't kick at all and just used my arms. I swam for about 45 minutes. There were too many little kids in the pool without adult supervision and they kept coming into the lap lane and the lifeguard wouldn't do anything about it. I don't care if it was a birthday party or not. Rules are rules. There should not be only one adult (who wasn't even in the pool) and one lifeguard supervising 18 children. There were also eight kids in the hot tub for the entire time we were there and at least five of them were under the age of six (and are not allowed to be in there) and there was no adult in with them, which is also against pool rules and club rules but nobody did anything. I am going to write a complaint email because not only is it against the rules, but it is an unsafe situation to have three year olds in the hot tub with no grown up watching.
Still, it really was a good day. I got some writing done. I'm almost done (I hope) with the next chapter of You're What? And I worked a bit on Leap of Faith, which is going even slower, but at least it is going.
I'm in the middle of Zombie Friday, so I should get back to it. Not a zombie movie tonight, but an end of the world apocalypsey type thing. If it is good I will post on it tomorrow.
Then she said, "It really irritates me when people park in handicapped parking spots without a permit."
Well, at that point I went into what I hope was a justified bitch mode as she was walking off and said, loudly, "You know what really irritates me? People who don't bother to check for a permit before they get on their high horse and accuse someone who is clearly disabled of breaking the law."
She huffed but didn't turn back around. I hate people like that. I mean, I could have MS like my dad and not even be showing symptoms when I walk into the store, but by the time I come back out I'd be wiped out. But that disability does not show on the outside and no one should have to justify themselves unless they really are cheating the system and don't have a permit. And it was none of her business. I could understand it if there were no permit, but there was. And I was in pain. I think I am justified in my bitchiness. If I had been elderly I don't think it would have happened. But because I'm just 41 (and have always looked younger than I am) and had kids with me, she just assumed I was cheating the system. Stupid lady. I don't walk with a cane for the joy of it.
Other than that, though it was a good day. We went swimming. I didn't count my laps. I did not kick with my bad leg. Often I didn't kick at all and just used my arms. I swam for about 45 minutes. There were too many little kids in the pool without adult supervision and they kept coming into the lap lane and the lifeguard wouldn't do anything about it. I don't care if it was a birthday party or not. Rules are rules. There should not be only one adult (who wasn't even in the pool) and one lifeguard supervising 18 children. There were also eight kids in the hot tub for the entire time we were there and at least five of them were under the age of six (and are not allowed to be in there) and there was no adult in with them, which is also against pool rules and club rules but nobody did anything. I am going to write a complaint email because not only is it against the rules, but it is an unsafe situation to have three year olds in the hot tub with no grown up watching.
Still, it really was a good day. I got some writing done. I'm almost done (I hope) with the next chapter of You're What? And I worked a bit on Leap of Faith, which is going even slower, but at least it is going.
I'm in the middle of Zombie Friday, so I should get back to it. Not a zombie movie tonight, but an end of the world apocalypsey type thing. If it is good I will post on it tomorrow.