O T: Meeting the sighted (humor)
Alex Snow
alex_snow at gmx.net
Thu Oct 31 06:29:54 EST 2002
I still remember waiting for an elevator in high school, and when it finally
came this dude steps halfway out in the hallway, obviously completely
stoned, probably coming back from smoking pot outside and going to the
bathroom to take some extacy, Standing there for a few minutes repeatedly
yelling "where am I!?" It took a few very hard hits with my cane to finally
get him out of the way so I could take the elevater.
Explorer has caused a general protection fault in module kernel32.dll. I'm
sick of Winblows!
----- Original Message -----
From: "Adam Myrow" <amyrow at midsouth.rr.com>
To: <speakup at braille.uwo.ca>
Sent: Wednesday, October 30, 2002 7:48 PM
Subject: Re: O T: Meeting the sighted (humor)
> Some times, sighted people aren't even aware of what is in front of them.
> I still remember getting ran into by a 300 pound dude in high school who
> was jogging as fast as his huge body would let hem. Let me tell you, I
> have a lot of sympathy for football players. Or, have you ever had your
> cane run over or snapped in half by a bicycle? That's one of the reasons
> I got a dog. People are more likely to notice a dog than a cane because I
> guess it's more unusual.
>
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