Unfiltered Story #142822

(I have Spinal Muscular Atrophy (SMA) and use a wheelchair. I also have a service dog that opens doors and retrieves dropped objects.)

I enter the restaurant, and am immediately accosted by a patron.

Patron 1: You can’t take your pets in here. They serve food.

Me: It’s OK. He’s a service animal.

Patron 1: He’s >not< a seeing eye dog–you’re not blind.

Me: He’s a service animal, there’s more kinds than just seeing eye dogs.

(The waiter comes up, and confirms my reservation while shooing Patron 1 out the door.)

Patron 2 comes up, an elderly lady: You shouldn’t have to deal with people like that, you poor dear. You have enough troubles being blind and disabled.