This is from church today:
First a riddle:
What is greater than God,
more evil than the devil,
the poor have it,
the rich want it,
if you eat it
you will die?
Then a scolding:
The ladies room fills up fast after the sermon and there was already a line when I arrived. My turn was finally up when the handicapped accessible stall became available. So I took it. I prefer the handicapped stalls anyway – they’re nice and roomy and they have handlebars.
Upon exiting the stall I was stared down by a surly-faced old lady with a walker. I was a bit startled to see her because at the time I went in I was the long line’s caboose. “Those stalls are for the handicapped,” she scolded. I was dumbfounded. My first thought was, “You’re at church, be nice.” But I just smiled and said, “It’s all yours.”
Was she just taking her crabby old self out on me, or does she really think that handicapped stalls are on par with handicapped parking spaces? Correct me if I am wrong, but there’s a difference, right?
Handicapped stalls aren’t reserved for those who are handicapped, they are just more accessible. Would she scold someone who walked down a handicapped accessible ramp? Or washed her hands in the lower, wheelchair accessible sink?
And even if she truly believes that the handicapped stalls are indeed reserved for her, still, “You’re at church, be nice.”