I hate super stores. They are truly miserable places to shop. Customer service is non existent despite what the ads on television portray. When I go to stores such as Staples, Home Depot, Target etc. I have no expectations except cheap prices. However, I pay dearly for those lower prices. For me, I pay via ignorance, stunning stupidity, and often shockingly rude comments and questions. It is not just the customers that are the problem--employees are equally unaware. Yesterday, I was in the Home Depot and had a typically negative encounter. When I shop at the Home Depot I go during the week at an odd time. More often than not the store is devoid of customers and employees. Yesterday was typical. Aisle after aisle was empty and the store looked like a ghost town. All was well with the world until I encountered an employee I could not void. As I was passing her in a loud voice she stated "Hey, no speeding in the store. The speed limit is enforced". I stared at the woman with a face of stone. No comment was necessary. Oblivious, she cackled at her own joke clearly amused at my expense. What I did next bothers me--I did nothing. I kept on going and simply let my anger stew. In retrospect I should have stopped this employee and told her exactly how rude she was. I should have gone to customer service and complained. Her "joke" was not funny or remotely appropriate. I permitted myself to be the butt of this employee's joke. I felt less than human, reduced to an inanimate object told not to speed. I was not amused and have heard this so called joke about speeding more times than I care to remember. The joke tellers think they are hysterical. They are not funny at all. They are rude and thoughtless. This is a problem. How do I explain this so called joke is not funny? How do I tell them that I am deeply insulted and angry? How do I get them to acknowledge that I a human being?
I do not have any ready answers to the questions above. I wish I did. When I let such social violations pass without comment I feel like I missed an opportunity to educate and correct. Ignorance afterall can be cured by a little education. But why I wonder is such an educational effort left to me and other people with a disability. It is not our job to educate the masses about disability. Surely disability awareness is part of the secondary school curriculum or employee training. If this true, why does ignorance abound? Frankly, I am getting too old and way too cranky to tolerate ignorant comments. I try not to be confrontational but there are times I cannot or should not let comments go. Yesterday's speeding "joke" was one of those times I needed to stop and be confrontational. Aside from the ignorance of the question, the laughter at my expense hurt. Sadly, such comments are far from unusual. I have been subjected to rude comments from strangers for the last thirty years. These comments have not abated--they are uttered with stunning regularity. I have adapted by creating some pretty sharp if not devastating replies that shut people up fast. This makes me feel better but I am not sure how helpful this is. I suspect my cutting replies are quickly dismissed; I am perceived to be the "angry" disabled person that hates his lot in life, an antiquated stereotype. My other means of adapting is less than helpful--I have learned to avoid certain social situations. I never ever go to health food stores--an offer for a cure to paralysis via herbal remedy is common. I never go to church--someone will tell me if I pray hard enough I will be able to walk again. In the end, what I resent the most is being public property, having my humanity violated on a regular basis. I just do not understand why others, all other humans, don't get this.