While eating out with my small family at the local BK (for all you people who don't get down with the get down or actually prepare home cooked meals for your loved ones, BK stands for Burger King) I was approached by 'drunk man', who kindly shared these words of of wisdom with me,
"You know...(words slurring a bit, balance staggered)... back in the bathroom... (wipes chin)... they have braille on the wall. And I just want to tell you how important it is for you to teach those kids braille". I casually lean back to avoid the stench in his breath while slowly sliding the children behind me giving a polite, yet awkward smile. I think to myself for a second, "Is this man blind? If so, how sad. That makes it twice as hard for him to walk in a straight line being drunk and blind. The odds are really stacked against him."
He continues with more power and conviction, (I can tell this is something he firmly believes in), "It is just soooo important for them to feeeeel you know?! It's like braille and they need to be able to learn to feeeeeel things!". I kindly nod my head in agreement, after all, the ability to touch is one of the 5 senses and we should never neglect the sense of touch... very important, very important indeed. Then to show active listening (thanks to my Communication class I took in college) I repeated back to him, "Braille on the bathroom wall huh? You're right, I see that this is very important. I will do my best to teach my kids to read braille." I then look over at Nate who is finding this little scene very amusing and say, "Braille honey" trying to bring him into our little conversation. After all, it would be selfish of me to enjoy this fine discussion with 'drunk man' all by myself.
After some more wise ramblings from 'Drunk Man' he abruptly stops what he's saying, turns around, and flounders out the door. Leaving both me and Nate shocked and mildly confused,... yet oddly entertained. I think to myself again as I watch him leave, "I need to eat out at BK more often."
5 comments:
You crack me up! Thanks for giving me a giggle before bed. I hope I don't have any nightmares about drunk blind men at BK!
PS I knew what BK stood for, but if you really want a home cooked meal try KFC;)
You eat at BK, we stay clear of BK all together unless really desperate. Ben told me yesterday that I am 15% white trash and he is 25%. So I wonder what percentage you are, being as you go to BK? Hmmm its an interesting question I know. You ponder it for a good while and get back to me.
Your so funny, I think Braille is a very important skill to aquire. Lets take classes together when you get here. :/ Jenny
Well, this story just reminds me of that Taco Bell story Nate had a few years back. How sad to miss such fun at these fast food places when you return home.
funny! : )
I had some catching up to do on your blog and it looks like you wouldn't have as much to talk about if it weren't for Kaleb. Aren't you glad you have him to keep you on your toes?
I think we also need an update on where you guys will be headed come May...
4 years?
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