I was out with my date, and enjoying myself with him, as usual, when he decided that he needed to go to the men’s room.
The men’s room attendant, who observed my date making his way to the restroom, hastened towards me to ask, “Don’t you think you should go in there with him? ” You see, he felt the need to ask that ridiculous question because my date was blind.
some big success (for man) or good looks (for woman) or fame etc.
I knew his general location, but I had no idea if he was on a trail or on the road. And then I look over and see his spandex (and very unattractive) biking pants sliced in half. You make your house handicapped accessible as much as you can. You put the cups and glasses where he can reach them.
I recalled how, the day before, I was texting my two best friends about how I could destroy the pants without getting blamed for it. You get used to it and life moves on. He has returned to biking.
This is going to be extremely tough, especially in India, where the dating/couple culture is still limited.
And you are looking for a normal girl, which makes the chances even lower.
Because “they” often don’t need you to treat them hugely differently to anyone else. ) focus less on the fact that people with disabilities are “awkward” and more on the important relationship issues.
OK, so people in wheelchairs need you to consider access, people who can’t walk far might need you to consider transport alternatives. You know, like giving him a hard time for how long he takes to text back, taking issue with the fact he doesn’t like whisky (WHAT?
People with learning disabilities might need you to make other allowances or slightly alter your expectations of what they can do. I LOVE it), groaning at his sarcastic jokes and trying to convince him that spirulina powder really is a superfood worth spending loads of money on.
There are plenty of things in a new relationship that can be awkward, as anyone who’s ever dated anyone will know.
Also, his voice sounded weird -- distance or spacey.
They obviously didn't realize that he'd just called me.
However, he doesn't bike alone in secluded areas anymore. He also swears he's "more careful now." However, the first time he returned to biking he came back with blood and scratches on his knee. Okay okay, I confess.