people who suck

Wisconsin winters are usually not fun. Slippery sidewalks, wet floors, focusing to keep my feet and crutches on dry surfaces so I don’t crash.  I think I mentioned in a past post about how I tend to use my handicap sticker mainly when the weather is bad. It makes life a little easier.

Well, this winter season has been amazing. The weather has been unseasonably warm and we have had little snow. My front lawn is still remotely green! It has been fantastic, the best of both worlds. I like cold weather but I also cherish the ease of a non-slippery world.  With all that said, I have a major soapbox with lazy people.  I apologize in advance if I offend anyone that’s not my intent. This is just my personal beef and I know everyone has their reasons. Not my place to judge. But I’m human and I do. Guilty as charged.

I can’t even tell you how often I see people parked in handicapped spots who appear quite capable of the extra 50 steps to park in a normal spot. Every time I go to Walgreens by my house I can’t help but notice a car parked in a handicapped spot with no sticker or a person sitting in a running car while their loved one shops. That’s real neat that they stayed in the car and kept it running, but regardless they are occupying a spot that could be used by a person who actually needs it.  It makes my blood boil.

My son’s daycare is located in a busy area with heavy traffic. However, the side street offers an entire block of angled parking. There are always a ton of open spots.  They also provide one handicapped spot that is located in the daycare driveway.  Next to this spot is empty driveway space that has NO PARKING signs because of the large trash dumpsters. 

It’s amazing how people who can afford to pay 12K+ a year for daycare also never learned how to read. Simply mind blowing.  Every day I observe educated and loving parents park in these restricted spots while they run in to get their children.  I’m horrified by their lack of compassion for others and how they are teaching their kids to bend the rules without even knowing it.  I can’t even tell you how many times I have climbed a snow drift or slowly made my way down an icy sidewalk because the spot was filled by a person with two strong legs. Yep, by a person who can run, jump, carry their baby on their hip and easily tackle the harsh elements. 

With all this said, I am thankful to be me.  I’m not lazy.  I’m the person who gives up my seat to an older person even if they might think I need it more. I respect others.  I hope my son grows with a heart of compassion from living with a mom that’s “different.”  I pray he holds doors, gives up a close parking spot to make life easier for another who really needs it and I also hope he has the courage to {kindly} call out those people who suck.