Joe's Dirty Little Secret

Man, is this post probably going to disappoint those of you looking for salacious gossip.

Oh well, here goes.

Do you remember a few weeks ago I wrote about my first ride in the MV1? Well there is a bit of a back story to that lovely ride. I had gone to work on WheelTrans and Joe had arranged to pick me up for our drive down to the staff retreat. In order to do that he had to get my power chair out of the apartment, down the elevator and out on to the car. I was a bit stressed about this and asked him to call when the chair was successfully on board. He called. All was well.

Well, I just found out that there was a large part of the story that I'd missed. As I got off the elevator today I noted to Joe these scratches in the paint on the door jamb of the elevator. "These look like they could have been made by my chair. I hope people don't put it down to my bad driving." I laughed.

Joe didn't.

Joe always laughs.

He confessed to me after we were back into the apartment that he found getting the wheelchair down the hallway enough of a challenge. Apparently he bounced the chair off the hallway wall three times on the way down to the elevator. The smaller elevators were impossible for him - and admittedly they are a bit tough but I manage them all the time. He had to go down to the get the superintendents of the building to lock of the larger moving elevator so he could bring it up and get the chair on to it without the doors closing too quickly.

"That thing," he said pointing at my chair, "is evil."

I looked shocked so he downgraded his assessment.

"Well, it DOES have a mind of its own."

I agreed.

I would have loved to have been able to have seen the security video of Joe's trip down the hallway in a bucking and impatient chair. It would have looked like some ludicrous reality television show "Wheelchair Rodeo".

Hmmmm.

Now that I think of it, Joe looks cute in a cowboy hat!