Today’s Blast to the Past post takes us back about a year.
I’m hard of hearing. Some of y’all already knew this, but now the rest of you do, too. I’ve struggled with hearing since I was a baby. While this has certainly made things difficult at times, it has also made for quite a few humorous situations.
There have been times where I thought someone was making lewd comments, but wasn’t. There was a time when I accidentally volunteered to teach a Sunday School class because I misheard something. (This probably amused my husband more than it did me, especially since it lasted about a year.) And there was the time when I looked like the biggest asshole in the world.
One day my husband and I went to Walmart with the kids. As we were parking, I noticed that a local karate studio had a table set up out front. I assumed that they were trying to get people to sign up for a free lesson, which which I planned to shut down immediately. Little Man had tried the karate thing when he was younger, and it wasn’t for him. Plus, being a person with a bit of social anxiety, it makes me really uncomfortable when people approach me like this, so I really wanted to scurry past.
As we walked up, one of the people in a karate outfit said something to me. I didn’t hear what he said, but I assumed he was trying to sign up people…
After we walked inside, my husband burst out laughing. He laughed and laughed and laughed to the point that he had tears running down his cheeks. I asked what was so funny, and he eventually sputtered out the following:
Y’all, I felt awful. What kind of monster says they tried donating to a society that helps people with Down Syndrome one time and didn’t like it and won’t do it again?!
I was too embarrassed at the moment to walk back out and explain things, but by the time we reached the checkout counter, I had worked up the nerve. I got out a few bucks and planned to tell the guy that I hadn’t heard him earlier and apologize.
Well, as luck would have it, the group had left already. So now there is someone in my town who believes that an asshole whose experience donating to a Down Syndrome society left such a bad taste in her mouth that she’ll never do it again exists.
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