It’s incredible how often sighted people offering completely unsolicited help lead me astray. Took my daughter to a ballet lesson this morning and looked up a coffee shop to wait for her in. I’m walking up the block where I know the shop is, and smell coffee, so I turn to see if I can find the door. Right then, a sighted person stops me asking if I need help. I say I’m looking for the coffee shop on this block, and he says I’m close, but a couple doors away. So I think maybe the smell isn’t coming directly from the door and he must see what I’m talking about, right? Right??? He knows better because he can see, of course. He takes me to the door he thinks is what I’m looking for, and we say goodbye. I go inside, and immediately smell food, not coffee, and hear way too much silverware clinking on plates for a coffee shop. A woman greets me, and I say “I’m looking for the coffee shop on this block. I’m not there, am I?” “No, this is a diner,” she says. So I go back outside, walk back to where I was before, smell the coffee again, and walk right through the shop’s door no problem.

What good are eyes if you don’t know how to use them? #Blind #Blindness #disability