Sometimes it seems the only exercise I get is jumping to conclusions and pushing my luck.
This evening I had to dash over to the library to grab a book that was being held for me. As I walked across the lot a young woman came dashing out of the building, hopped into a car in a Handicapped spot, grabbed something, and then ran back inside.
When I got inside I proceeded to give her a large piece of my mind, pointing out that she was obviously not handicapped and had no business parking there.
Turns out she was driving her mum and that lady needed a walker to get around.
It’s hard to crawl under the rug when you have your foot in your mouth.
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At least you admitted it!
Also, people can have temporary or hidden handicaps. I broke my toe recently and did not have a sticker. There are also people who wear colostomy bags and have other hidden problems and need the special bathroom stalls. I agree that we sometimes get the wrong exercise 🙂