On being visually impaired around town

Years ago a friend of mine and I talked about writing down all the funny/amusing/memorable things that have happened to us around town on the bus, etc from well-intentioned people trying to help us blind girls out.  While I don’t think our stories merit a book length diatribe, I thought I would add some to my blog from time to time as I think they are noteworthy.  :)

I’ve had a vision impairment since birth, so I have amased quite a number of instances where someone tries to help, but instead it comes across to me as ‘odd’.  For instance:  Take the guy I met on the tube in London.  He saw me with a cane carrying my groceries and started giving me this lecture about how I only need to ‘believe in God in order to restore my sight - I just need to believe!’.  Well  buddy, I DO believe in God. . .have so for 34 years now, but my vision, strangely, has not changed since birth.   Hmmm so how’s that theory workin’ for ya?  ;)  

Or take the grocery worker who, after nicely bagging my groceries for me, asks if I need help out to my car.  I have my cane in hand.  Yeah, I want you to help me into the driver’s seat!  I know that I could have arrived with the help of a driver, but I still think it’s amusing.  No I am not trying to be cynical, just trying to see the humour in it.  The poor chaps are just trying to help me out.  :)

I’ve always wondered about the braille ATMs around as well.  What good do the buttons on the ATMs do when you can’t see the screen?  If there’s a voice readout to them, I never know they’re there.  I can see a bit luckily, so I never have a problem really, but how would a totally blind person see the screen? 

Anyway, just some things to ponder.  God bless anyone for helping a blind person or disabled in any way. . .and I really think the person trying to help may possibly not know the BEST most effective way of helping unless they’ve had expericnce with it.  OH!  That reminds me. . .the people who help me across the street all the while telling me about their ‘cousin, niece/nephew, aunt/uncle, parent’ who is blind, etc.  Are you telling the truth, or are you trying to ‘break the ice’ in some way?  I’ve always been a bit skeptical about this.  Am I being cynical?  Perhaps.  But I’ve always for some reason had my doubts as to whether these stories are true.  I think why it strikes me is that they are telling me this. . .and why?  Not really sure.  It’s amusing to me though.   

August 19, 2007. Around town. 2 comments.