The Wheelchair isn't just for Show.

Whether you are comfortable with the term handicap, handicapped, impaired, or disabled, they are words of similar meaning. Given the most recent setbacks concerning my legs and knees, I obtained a handicapped placard. It should allow me to park closer to buildings, making walking less labor intensive.


Although, I possessed the placard for less than a month, I have noticed the common public’s blatant disregard towards the disabled for decades. My father has dealt with this behavior for nearly 30 years after his right knee was fused in 1982.


Here are two examples from just last week. I went to the grocery market and attempted to park in the last available handicapped spot. When I went to pull in, the young carriage boy had collected all the grocery carts into the spot making it impossible to park. I was far too dismayed, when the young man finally noticed me waiting in my car, so I drove away.


Secondly, Gabe goes to a day care center inside a small strip mall that also includes a Dunkin’ Donuts, pizza shop, convenient store, and karate studio. There are limited handicapped spots in the lot. I pull in to drop Gabe off Friday morning and a stone mason’s truck is parked on the outside yellow striped lines next to the handicapped spots. How in the blue hell does this help a disabled individual if they have a van or truck with a wheel chair or walker? I’m sorry that you need your caffeine fix so badly, you care so little for the disabled veterans, the elderly, or medical patients who actually need those spaces for a reason. Maybe you could do us all a favor and drive off a cliff.


Last night at the mall was my most recent incident to report. I circled the parking lot 6 times to find a spot; handicapped or otherwise. My placard was up on the window and I eyed a space close enough to comfortably walk from, but a large SUV looking directly at me (with hanging placard) decided to disregard my need for that spot and cut me off. I did finally find a spot. However, the greatest public display of reckless abandonment consisted of the sarcastic jabs I took from the hostess about getting a table close to the door. (That, I did not request.) “Sir is close enough? Is it too much of a walk for you. Do you think you’ll make it? Ha, ha, ha.” Go F’ck yourself!


I don’t use this forum to bitch often but I feel the general public needs to be put on notice that this handicapped person is going to start throwing cane shots at ignorant fools.


On that note, I hope everyone had a happy and safe 4th of July. Love to my supporters and a middle finger to the haters.


~Cheers!