PADDY, THE SERVICE DOG
Sometimes I tire of questions about Paddy's status as a service dog (he wears a collar with bold "Service Dog" lettering). Many people have no trouble asking about my disability. People who know me are aware that I have significant hearing loss. Paddy alerts me when someone comes to the door or if someone is walking behind us.
Last Saturday, a well-meaning but rude woman condescendingly responded to my answer with, 'all of us will one day have hearing problems.' Well...mine started when I was young and had multiple ear infections, but okay, thanks for reminding me that I'm old!
I decided to amuse myself the next time I was asked. Paddy and I were in the mail room yesterday when a man approached me and, of course, had to go there. I responded, "I have anger management issues, and he helps keep me calm." He replied, "Oh really? I also take [a prescription drug] for it." That's what I get for being a smart ass.
I couldn't get out of there fast enough and laughed all the way home.
Last Saturday, a well-meaning but rude woman condescendingly responded to my answer with, 'all of us will one day have hearing problems.' Well...mine started when I was young and had multiple ear infections, but okay, thanks for reminding me that I'm old!
I decided to amuse myself the next time I was asked. Paddy and I were in the mail room yesterday when a man approached me and, of course, had to go there. I responded, "I have anger management issues, and he helps keep me calm." He replied, "Oh really? I also take [a prescription drug] for it." That's what I get for being a smart ass.
I couldn't get out of there fast enough and laughed all the way home.
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