Carry You To Great Heights

, , , , , | Working | October 25, 2017

(I’m tiny, at 5’2”, with a baby face. Despite being in my mid-20s, I get mistaken for a high-schooler or even middle-schooler all the time. My coworker is around six feet tall, and has a mature face with a stocky build. The following happens a lot.)

Manager: “[Coworker], help this customer with a carryout.”

Coworker: “I’m disabled and can’t lift more than 20 pounds.”

Me: “I can! Let me do the carryout.”

Manager: “No, I’ll find someone else.”

(Later on, I am carrying a heavy item for a customer.)

Manager: “Oh, [My Name]! You shouldn’t be carrying that! I’ll get [Disabled Coworker] to do that.”

Me: “He can’t lift more than 20 pounds.”

Manager: *already gone*

Coworker: *later* “[Manager] asked me to do a carryout for you. Again.”

Me: “I wonder when they’ll remember that I have to carry my sister’s wheelchair up and down a flight of stairs every day.”

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