Well it's finally happened. I really didn't think it would ever happen to me. I saw this scenario once on the Larry David show, and I honestly believed that it would never happen.
Earlier today I went to go eat sushi. I finished my meal and paid. Before heading to Starbucks, I thought I'd go to the bathroom. I had to poop. It happens to the best of us. The bathroom in my sushi place has 3 stalls. 2 small ones and one large beautiful handicapped stall.
Since this was going to be an extended experience, I chose the handicapped stall as I usually do (even if it was just number one). It's nicer, roomier, private sink, and metal bars in case I found myself in a scenario that I may need something to grip on to.
As I am busy doing my thing, one person comes in with a child. I hear them talking. I am almost finished but not quite ready yet. They try my stall door. When they find out it's locked. The woman says "someone is obviously in there". The child replies "But I need to go in the bigger one". At this point I am hurrying to wash my hands and collect my things. The woman says "well some people use the handicapped bathroom even though they aren't supposed to". Oh, fuck.
I open the door, the child is in a wheelchair and both the 4-5 year old girl and her grandmother are glaring at me. Fuck fuck fuck.
They didn't say anything mean- I said "I'm sorry" before rushing around them to leave. They didn't smile, they just looked really disappointed in me, and humanity as a whole. I am a terrible person.
Not only did I used the handicapped stall and forced a handicapped little girl to wait for me to finish. I had pooped and now she had to deal with my stall and the smell I imagine I left behind.
I will never use a handicapped bathroom again. I know I will again, probably later today even, but I will feel bad about it at least until tomorrow.
I've never had a good relationship with the handicapped come to think about it. I remember in high school there was a boy in a wheelchair that hated me. I don't know why, he just did. I remember once I entered a closed in hallway and he and I were the only ones in there, all the other students were in class. I was at one end and he was at the other. I needed to go though the hallway and get to the other door to get to my class. I look at him, he looks at me. I start walking in his direction and he starts wheeling in mine. As I am walking pretending I'm not terrified, he has his eyes fixed on me and starts going faster. He is literally at one point going as fast as he can, I'm walking at a slightly elevated pace concerned because he is coming straight for me. As we get closer about to pass he shifts his wheelchair direction and goes straight for me to ram me into the lockers. Because I have working legs (not to be mean, but this guy was a dick) I was able to just move quickly enough around him so he just rammed himself into the lockers and not me. I did not look back I basically just ran out of the hallway. I would say it was a scene out of a movie, but if it is, I haven't seen the movie yet.
Wow. Good times in high school. I imagine he is in jail now. I would Facebook him to see, but we never had the same classes and I never knew his name. To his credit I was walking through the air conditioned ESOL and special needs hallway, (the 500 hallway for those of you who went to school with me) and I didn't belong there. Regardless, he shouldn't have tried to kill me. High school violence is a tragedy everywhere, even when kids don't bring guns to school.
No comments:
Post a Comment