Celiac Supplies, which bills itself as “Brisbane’s first & only gluten free grocery store,” may find itself customer-free as well after recently instituting a new policy aimed at preventing people from browsing without buying.
Billy Graham was returning to Charlotte after a speaking engagement , and when his plane arrived there was a limousine there to transport him to his home. As he prepared to get into the limo, he stopped and spoke to the driver.
“You know” he said, “I am 87 years old and I have never driven a limousine. Would you mind if I drove it for a while?”
The driver said, “No problem. Have at it.”
Billy gets into the driver’s seat and they head off down the highway. A short distance away sat a rookie State Trooper operating his first speed trap. The long black limo went by him doing 70 in a 55 mph zone. The trooper pulled out and easily caught the limo and he got out of his patrol car to begin the procedure.
The young trooper walked up to the driver’s door and when the glass was rolled down, he was surprised to see who was driving. He immediately excused himself and went back to his car and called his supervisor. He told the supervisor, “I know we are supposed to enforce the law…. But I also know that important people are given certain courtesies. I need to know what I should do because I have stopped a very important person.”
The supervisor asked, “Is it the governor?”
The young trooper said, “No, he’s more important than that.”
The supervisor said, “Oh, so it’s the president.”
The young trooper said, “No, he’s even more important than that.”
The supervisor finally asked, “Well then, who is it?”
The young trooper said, “I think it’s Jesus, because he’s got Billy Graham for a chauffeur!”
“Honey,” said this husband to his wife, “I invited a friend home for supper.” “What? Are you crazy? The house is a mess, I didn’t go shopping, all the dishes are dirty, and I don’t feel like cooking fancy meals!” “I know all that.” “Then why did you invite a friend for supper?” “Because the poor fool’s thinking about getting married.”
After a life of being both sighted and blind, I have found it comforting to be identified as someone who is equal, rather than as someone with a disability. My disability is a part of my reality, but I do not need to be reminded of this by everyone I meet. Whether you do it intentionally or not, as a joke or as a way to be less awkward, you are making me uncomfortable. Blessed then are those who treat me as a normal person. For as a normal person I started, and it is with a few extra steps and tools that I do the same jobs as you yourself.
- Blessed are you who ask rather than assume, for in asking me if I need assistance, you show me dignity.
- Blessed are you when you tell me you are leaving, for it humiliates me to talk to the air!
- Blessed are you who believe that I can, for it frees me to figure out how.
- Blessed are you when you speak normally to me, for yelling only damages my hearing!
- Blessed are they who treat me like a human being, for like it or not, I am a human being.