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Thursday, March 24, 2011

Another word to describe Shannon

Aye yi yi!

I've determined that I am...  *gulp*...  Obsessive-Compulsive!

Maybe not with everything, but isn't that what obsession is about?  For me, it's when I get my mind on something, I cannot stop thinking about it until I figure it out.

For a living, I process application for disability parking.  I don't completely agree with the criteria to obtain a parking permit, but it's my job, and I must do my job.

Our office has recently been moved up to the front of the building.  We were placed right beside the only two disability spots that we have in our parking lot.  (Side note, I work for a company aimed at making the lives of those not completely able-bodied better, so I think it's odd how we only have two disability spots).  So, twice now this week, I have noticed the same HUGE truck parked in one of the disability spots - without the permit to do so!  Now, I am obsessively trying to figure out who this man is, so I can determine whether he does have a permit, and perhaps just misplaced it, or keeps forgetting to hang it up.  Either way, without the permit displayed, he has no right to park there.  And FURTHERMORE, if he has a disability that requires him to have parking closer to the building, that means he has limited mobility.  If he has limited mobility, HOW THE HELL is he getting in and out of that truck without some sort of a fricken fork lift or something?

Personally, there are quite a few things I would change about this program if I could.  For example, why does a baby need a permit, unless they are on permanent oxygen or something along those lines?  Oh, your baby is in a stroller?  Oh!  NEWS FLASH!  Most babies get transported in a damn stroller!  Also, I do not agree that any child's disability should be labelled as "permanent".  Permanent means it's never going to get better.  And telling a child that they are never going to be able to walk like a "normal child" is kind of insulting.

Okay.  Now my ranting moment has passed.  I need to get some work done.  And eat a granola bar. 

AU REVOIR!

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