i swear to god if someone ever said this shit to me they’d be done. gone. adios. aufwiedersehen motherfucker.
The other day a really nice store manager let me skip a hella long line, because I was just exchanging sizes of one item. This woman RAN from the middle of the line, and starts screaming, “WHY DO YOU GET TO CUT? BECAUSE YOU USE A CANE? YOU’RE STANDING JUST FINE YOU DON’T GET TO CUT JUST BECAUSE YOU’RE TOO FAT AND LAZY TO WALK ON YOUR OWN!”.
I have a neuro condition, and just walking, with my cane, from the entrance to the counter- through displays and people moving around me- was a major accomplishment.