Saw an interesting thing on the train coming home last night.
This blind gentleman was walking down the aisle, which is nothing really unusual. A lady was behind him urging (and a little more) him onward.
“There a group of four seats ahead”
“Is that handicapped seating? I don’t want to sit in the handicap seats.”
“Just keep going, there’s no one in front of you. The four seater is just ahead”
“Isn’t there a seat here? I don’t want to sit in the handicap seats”
“It’s right up ahead, just keep going”
They were just passing the seat I was in. I said “There’s an empty seat right here next to me if you want it.”
The blind man stopped. So help me, the busy-body behind him was actually trying to push him forward. Not a huge shove, but a definite nudge. And she gave me the Glare of Death. :eek:
The man then moved to the seat next to me over the protests of the woman, put his luggage up on the overhead rack, and sat down. Ms. Busy-body got nudged along by the traffic behind her and she wound up sitting in the “yield this seat to the handicapped” section.
Well, the man, Dennis, and I had a very pleasent conversation between Chicago, Illinois and Hammond, Indiana. Seems he is an extensive traveler, living in California and Honolulu more or less simultaneously, travelling to Europe and Asia… My own travels are not quite so extensive, but it’s not necessarially the size of the trip that counts.
Anyhow, I swear to god every time a word like “see” or “sight” or “look” or a color came up she cringed. She was busy doing the exaggerated mouthing of words things which, near as I could tell was something along the lines of “don’t say that, you’ll upset him”. All of which I cheerfully ignored.
Really, when I though about it, it was mind-boggling. Does she somehow think that is possible to insulate someone blind from all references to sight, light, and color? :rolleyes: C’mon, even someone blind from birth has got to be aware they are missing something that most other people perceive. I figured if I did say something offensive he’d let me know. Otherwise, I was going to talk to him just like he was anyone else.
And why her assumption that Dennis would either want or be required to sit in the handicapped seats? His ass isn’t handicapped! It can sit in a normal seat. Maybe he wanted to leave it for someone who really needs it, like the one-legged gentleman who rides the train and prefers those seats because he needs room for his crutches. Or someone in a wheelchair. Because that’s what THOSE seats are for - someone who has difficultly with the normal seating on the train. Which, to my mind, would also include the obese, the pregnant, and the frail elderly.
And why this need for her to regluate his behavior? Was it some need to shuffle the less-than-perfect off to gimp ghetto seats? (In which case, I think it highly appropriate she sat there herself). Was she going for “good-deed” points with God - “Look, I was an asshole to a blind man - how many points is that worth?”
Giving aid to this gentleman really consisted of only a few things:
- Telling him where empty seats were
- Assuring him he had the correct ticket for the ride in his hand
- Telling him his station was coming up (which the PA announcement does)
- Telling him which side of the train the doors opened at that stop
It did NOT include forcing him to sit where he didn’t want to, shoving him, or censoring the speech of those around him.
I wasn’t really pissed off at the time - I was, after all, having a very nice conversation with an interesting and well-traveled human being - but afterward this woman’s behavior started to eat at me.