Unfiltered Story #266243

A few days back I found out I had Graves’ Disease, as well as a resting heart rate of 150 beats per minute. I’m told not to lift anything heavy for two weeks. Day six of this, where I’m trying to figure out what I can lift, I get this gem.

Coworker: If you’re free, can you help this customer with her water.
Me: I’ll try.
Customer: Oh. Is he disabled?

She said it as if she replaced retarded with disabled, thinking it’s okay. I made her let me help her, explaining what’s going on with me. The manager overheard me and was angry I would tell my personal issues with a customer, but once I told him she said “Oh, is he disabled?” the manager dropped the issue and told me to go back to work.
I have aspergers, and my back’s getting back, and I’m trying to get rid of my potentially fatal Graves’ Disease. I’m building up to what I was able to do before, so, yes, I am a bit disabled for now. Sorry for the inconvenience.