Random Musings on life

Tuesday, February 28, 2006

Helen Keller Wept

Here's the dealio; my dad has been blind (as in: HAD HIS EYES TAKEN OUT OF HIS HEAD) since the age of 5. During the time I have been his driver/helper we have encountered some weird requests like the time at the social security office when he went to sign up for benefits and the guy across the desk from him wanted Proof he was blind. But today was a new LOW. Dad trys valiantly to write his signature on all kinds of documents. I would say rarely does his signature ever stay on the line but it has not been a problem before because people figure out he's blind and realize, "How the hell is this guy gonna write straight and on the line?" New girl at bank today says,"He needs to sign for a withdrawal". I say, "He did sign, right here." (thinking she was just reciting her new learned rules.) She says,"It HAS to be on the line." Then I realized she was FREAKIN (that's for you, Joe, didn't want to drop the F-bomb) Bank Teller Serious about that LINE. My brain CRAMPS and all I want to do is SHOUT OUT ,"What Homeland Security Ass Wipe Rule Lovin Monkey is going to care if my dad's sloppy childish penmanship is laying on the line?" But I didn't do that, I folded the withdrawal slip again on the signature line and guided my 75 year old dad's shaky hand where to begin again. Of course he was embarrassed and felt less than whole. But the world's a better place because he got that signature on the line.

5 comments:

Tiekoot said...

Bunch of DICKS! simple as that.

Joe said...

You know, the f-bomb doesn't bother me. Not one fuckin' bit.

thesmu said...

i love the guy that wanted 'proof'... the world is a creepy place sometimes...

thesmu said...

that 'love' was ironic by the way!

Adams Avenue said...

What a bitch. I say we throw a dead fish in her car in the middle of August heat.

A dead, rotten, slimy fish.

What a bitch.