Oversight / by Courtney Mehlhaff

My bus pulled up to a stop this morning and, as happens about 75% of the time on this route, a person in a wheelchair was waiting to board. However, on this particular day, there was already someone in a motorized chair strapped into the available space, and a visually impaired gentleman occupied another seat up front.

"I'm sorry! I can't take you right now," the driver yelled to the person waiting. He then attempted to elaborate.

"I've already got a wheelchair and a guy . . .a guy here who's . . . who's . . . . . . ."

The entire bus fell awkwardly silent as he searched for the word.

Until the visually impaired man simply yelled, "BLIND!"

Amid a burst of laughter from the passengers, the driver apologized. "Right. Sorry, I was looking for something more politically correct."

"That's okay, I don't care. It is what it is."

What a cool guy. He'd named it and owned it, and in the process rescued us all.