Morning,
Guys…
So, we’ve
seen some crips monopolize convos, rattling on about themselves…about how bad
their lives are, about what they get the government to do for them (getting
over), about anything about them. Being a
crip, talking to some other crips, can be trying…if not outright maddening to
the point you want to throat punch them.
OK, so MAYBE that’s a little extreme, but, really.
I don’t know
what it is. Maybe, and I could see this,
they’re so used to answering questions that they’d rather just get them out of
the way…like a recording: “Hello, you’ve reached Jason Rhode, I’ve got Spina
Bifida with a side of CP. I use an
electric wheelchair. No, I don’t live in
a “home.” I’m married to another crip,
and we’ve got two fur babies we take care on our own. If you have any questions, please wait for
the beep.”
The problem
with that is they don’t stop. It’s easy
to get on a tangent. You’re held
hostage, because it’d be rude to a. walk away and b. tell them to stfu, so you
can get a word in edge-wise. After all,
convos are a two-way street, right?
I know we
get asked the same questions over and over and over. It comes with territory. But, invest time in whoever’s talking to
you. In the long run, they’ll respect
more for your investment in them…and, chances are they might forget the
cripness.
Be good to
each other.
-J-
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