In life, I really try my best to mind my own business because of a “live and let live” principle that I feel it’s important to follow. It makes me more tolerant of others, and frankly, happier most of the time. Who the Hell am I to judge what others do right?
A couple of days ago a blind man was walking directly toward me with the white cane in front of him. This was a fairly crowded street in Boston. A young man walked past me, immersed in his texting, bashed head-on in to the blind guy. After he did so, he just kept walking. The blind guy also kept walking.
I walked up to the texting kid and asked, “Did you not see the cane?”
“No. I was in the middle of a text.”
“Right I can see that. He’s blind. that’s why he walked in to you. He can’t see you, Because he’s FUCKING BLIND!”
“Errr.. right. sorry.”
“I’m not the one you owe the apology to.”
To the kid’s credit, he dropped his “I was texting, dude” vibe right away, then apologized.
Once in a blue moon, it’s appropriate to call someone an idiot.