Figaro and I are pretty much working together full-time now. I’ve adjusted pretty well to the comments we get but one in particular has been nagging at me. It’s one of those things that most people mean well when they say it, but it’s still a product of ableism. I’m never quite sure how to respond, I mean I have enough trouble dealing with social interaction as it is. I guess I’ll have to figure something out. I’m just not quite sure what that something is yet.
I get thanked all the time. Thanked for training a dog for those poor cripples, those unfortunate souls. It tends to leave me a bit flabbergasted. I guess it shouldn’t surprise me given that I look abled, most of the time. Still, people often find the grossest way possible to thank me. It doesn’t help that they’re completely overlooking the fact that I am one of those poor souls they’re talking about. I suppose that’s the double edged sword of passing privilege.
I’m still unsure what to do but hopefully I’ll figure something out.