A Genuine Handicap

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“I’m a bad person,” declared Gloria with a pang of guilt.

“You have no argument from me,” replied Milton.

“Milton, I’m serious.”

“Who said I wasn’t?”

“Know what? Forget it. I’m not talking to you any more,” bellowed Gloria. She crossed her arms and turned her back to Milton.

Milton had an evil glint in his eye. “They say confession is good for the soul. Confess your sins to me.”

“That’s creepy.”

“You brought it up.”

“Fine. I’ll tell you. Today I parked in a handicapped space.”

“And you got a ticket?”

“No.”

“How’d you manage that?”

Gloria blushed. “I counterfeited the handicapped parking permit.”

“You’re not supposed to say handicapped. It’s disabled,” explained Milton.

“Whatever,” said Gloria, rolling her eyes.

“How did you manage that?” asked Milton

“I used a sharpie and a note card. People don’t look very closely at those things. The worst part is I stole the spot from someone with a real handicap.”

“Maybe they were using a counterfeit permit, too.”

Gloria chortled. “Of course not. Duh. They’re not smart enough to do that ‘cause they’re handicapped.”

“Okay, now you’re a terrible person.”

“I said I was a bad person.”

“Yeah, but saying that you’ve upped the ante.”

Gloria looked hurt. “Why? What did I say?”

Milton closed his eyes and shook his head.

“What?” asked Gloria.

“You should keep your disabled parking permit,” said Milton.

“Why do you say that?”

“Your disability may not be physical or mental, but your handicap is definitely emotional.”

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2 Responses to A Genuine Handicap

  1. Pat says:

    There are a lot of those around.

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