You know how Volkswagon Beetle drivers wave at each other when they pass each other on the road? And bikers do that 'way cool' hand pointing down move when they catch site of one another on the highway? I'm still relatively new to the disability thing so I get that same kind of thrill of recognition when I see another wheelie in a mall, at the movies or just generally out and about. I think we should have some kind of movement of recognition too, it'd be fun.
When we went to see 'Becoming Jane' at the theatre in Framingham, there was a woman with a disability in a wheelchair taking tickets as we went in. She was the guardian of a world of fantasy and popcorn, now there is a cool job. There was a small line up as she took just a wee bit longer than a typical ticket taker. Every movement was studied and thorough. She took the tickets from Joe, ripped them carefully, handed half back and deposited the other half in the ticket holder thingy and told us in a voice slightly infused with cerebral palsy that we were in cinema 8 to our left.
As I drove around her I said, "It's nice to see someone on my team working here."
I could tell she wanted to say something to me, but she wasn't quick to speak and instead she said, "Cinema 9, to your right" to the person behind us.
The movie was bright and fun, the time flew by and Joe and I were buzzing about the film on the way out. We stopped for a pee, being over 50 and facing a twenty minute drive back to the hotel.
On our way out, I noticed that the ticket taker wasn't at her post and in fact no where to be seen. That is untl we were leaving the theatre and we spotted her off to the side of the front entrance having a smoke. Our car was parked off that way so we passed in front of her. She waved us over. She put her cigarette out and looked up at us and smiled.
"I've been benched," she said and it struck her really funny and she rollicked in her chair as she laughed.
We laughed too and continued on our way.
We've got to work at that wave thing.