Polly Gillepsie’s column about disabled parking spaces and toilets proves why she was called a moron by a man in wheelchair. What an unbelievably entitled and uninformed person.
As if it’s something we disabled people haven’t heard before, Gillespie starts her revolting rant by having a go about disabled parking spaces.
“The sticker is so that you, you poor infirm, elderly, arthritic, mumps-bearing person can park and only have to toddle a few steps to buy your Tena lady pads, broccoli, or cat food. It’s not a free pass “Advance to Go. Collect $200″ sticker. If your friend is able and going into the store, then you can park bloody anywhere. Stop taking the piss.”
To begin with, I’m fucking offended by “you poor infirm, elderly, arthritic, mumps-bearing person.” None of these is the same fucking thing. I have arthritis. I don’t need your pity, I’m not infirm or elderly, and mumps is a goddamn illness not a disability. Oh, and cool, make fun of people with bladder difficulties too.
Secondly – here’s an amazing thing to consider. NOT ALL DISABLED PEOPLE LOOK DISABLED. That person you see getting out of the car and walking into the store? Reality check. You have no fricking idea what their story is. They may be like me a lot of days – able to walk, but in so much pain they can’t see straight. If a person with disabilities is driving – they get the disabled park regardless. Again, they might be in a lot of pain, and they need their friend to get in and out of the store as quickly as possible. No one is taking the piss. They’re just trying to live a life with what’s been thrown at them. Step the fuck off.
Now. Let’s get to the toilet thing.
“Because of the nature of my ailment I chose the outer disabled bathroom. To be fair, this was a disabling condition.”
Here’s another news flash. NEEDING TO POOP ISN’T A FUCKING DISABILITY. (Caveat: unless you have a condition that causes that). Comparing your situation to being disabled is seriously offensive.
Reasons to use disabled toilets:
1. You have a disability. This includes invisible illnesses like Crohn’s Disease, for obvious reasons.
2. You are unsafe in the gendered toilets.
3. You’re a pregnant person and the other toilets are all busy. (Other people might disagree with me on this one. Fair enough).
Being asked to leave the toilet by a man who is in a wheelchair is completely acceptable. I’m not surprised he called you a moron.
Someone pointed out to me that the person in the wheelchair didn’t necessarily know the writer was able, because, as I said earlier, disability can be invisible. Which is why I would probably never lose my rag at someone who walked out of a disabled toilet.
However, we the readers know. So my reaction to this particular story remains the same.
Especially when it ends like this:
“Look shorty. I know your life is quite possibly shitty and I feel very sorry for you, but get a grip, take your hand off it, and learn to wait like everyone else!”
I marched off with my chafed bottom and 14 shopping bags as he called after me:
“Moron! Idiot! Moron!”
So the moral of the story is, don’t take the piss with disabled parking, but feel free to use the disabled bathroom if the others are full, or your chicken enchilada was bad.
Is it wrong that I wanted to punch wheelchair ranter in the face? I didn’t.”
It isn’t against the law to use a disabled toilet if you’re not disabled.
But it definitely makes you the sort of ignorant person I never want to have anything to do with.