Friday, March 15, 2013

Remember Me?

I don't think I'll ever get used to the way life goes when you are in a wheelchair. It is funny how easy it is to recognize someone in a wheelchair.
For example:
At the Creamery grill yesterday, the girl who is taking our order says "Hey I know you! You were in my Book of Mormon class over the summer!" My reaction: "uuhhh.... really?......(I mean, I don't doubt that I was)... *glances at name tag. Doesn't ring a bell*.... ahhh that's nice.....*runs through all the faces of the people in my class that I can remember from 8 months ago*..... yeah it was a good class, wasn't it......but I don't remember you. sorry. *mumbles some excuse about sitting at the back of the class and being half asleep at that time*......see ya!"
Now usually I'm really good at remembering at least the name or the face of people that I meet, but this girl could have never said a word to me at all or anything. But I FEEL SO BAD when I can't remember people!
Another example:
Merideth and I were at the HFAC for some late-night party last week. We're watching a band from an upper balcony and a girl walks past. This is our conversation in passing:
"Hi Lauren!"
"Hey! How are you?"
"Good! It's so good to see you!"
"M'hm good to see you too!"
"Bye!"
"Bye"
After this, Merideth asks me who that was. I couldn't tell you if my life depended on it. I recognize her face, but not her name or where I know her from. Merideth's response: "But you talked to her like you were her friend! You even told her it was good to see her!"
Yeah, I know. But imagine how awkward it would be if I was like "uuuuhhhh I don't know you...."
Too awkward. So I just play along. Is that bad? Am I a bad person for doing that? I have friends who are in wheelchairs who have that same problem all the time. I figure just make the people feel good... I don't know!!

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Stop and Stare

So a little rant here...
It's granted that when you're in a wheelchair with a disability, you're gonna get stares. That's guaranteed. Here at BYU, with college students, you don't get stared at that often because people accept that you have a disability and get over it. Thank goodness for people like that. High school students don't stare at you either. I don't know what it is, but I'm eternally grateful for people like that. Because of the fact that I live on a campus with BYU students, I don't get to experience that wonderful feeling of someone's eyes boring into you because you look different.
I went to a basketball game tonight. Sporting events are always different because the general public comes to those. You don't get the general public on BYU campus very often. There's four groups of people at those events: Children, students, adults, and then the old people.
Little children at such ages like 5 and 7, I can understand the staring. Truth of the matter is, I really don't mind the little kids staring. As much. It still bothers me, but I understand. I totally understand.
Students in middle school, high school, and college aren't bad at all. I guess it's probably because they go to school with disabled peers all day long.
Adults are okay too.
However, when it comes to the old grandpas and grannys, I am just like WHY? I don't understand. They stare at you like you're some kind of alien from outer space. No kidding. I have no idea why that is. Shouldn't they be mature and polite, since they have lived on the earth for a long time and are so experienced and stuff? But no! They are the worst! I don't know if it's their generation or what, but it ticks me off. Big time. If someone has the answer, please tell me because it's killing me.