Elucidating Questions

I’m having one of this days where yesterday and today feel like the same day

Could have sworn I poured ink into this thing just a bit ago

It’s a pity

That the days go by and they just go

I don’t know one from the other

There’s nothing different between them

Though I suppose I’d have eaten dinner twice if it was yesterday

Work tomorrow

Dragging my sorry ass to stand for ungrateful people for an hour and then sit for them

Not my managers

The only decent managers I’ve ever had

Ones that I’m not putting up on a pedestal because I’m a kid and they’re bigger than me

Or that I’m ignoring their faults because they’re kids

But my body doesn’t have the energy to do this anymore

It doesn’t

And as much as I praise La Niña for the rains

God I hurt

It’s all fine and dandy that Lady Gaga has an entire team dedicated to her chronic illness and she can still do stuff

Really, anyone with a disease as complex as this deserves a team

People over estimate me often

I over estimate me and then I’m expected to do the same thing again

People are like “why should we cater to your disability”

But, why shouldn’t you?

At some time in your life you will be or will know someone who is disabled

Why not make the world welcoming?

This society has this awful habit of assuming ability in others

I’m sure even the able bodied have noticed this

Tell me you’ve noticed this?

I assume you have the ability to get over the curb so it’s this high

I assume you have the ability to use your arms and body to open this door

Here’s one, short people tell me you’ve had this

I assume you have the ability to reach yea high so the shelves are this tall

You are a minimum wage worker so I assume you can do intensive things like carrying freight, cleaning, carrying heavy boxes and bags

That list just never ends

What if instead of assuming ability we assumed some degree of disability in all things?

Can you do the thing?

People pile clothes infront of me and then I have to dig through to scan them

They assume I can do that

They assume I can extendoarm reach for shit too

Please do not put things out of reach of your cashier

My left shoulder injury is working up again

Because I’m constantly reaching for things

I wish robots were the ones working cashier jobs

I don’t know what day today is but I know I work tomorrow and I just wish

I wish something would happen that made me never have the need to work again

I wish I could listen to my body

Which told me five years ago that it was done working as a customer servant