His Common Sense Is Disabled

(We’re at a concert. There are four of us. My mom and I both have disabilities, and my stepmom is in a motorized scooter. So, we walk up to the ADA section…)

ADA Guard: “Sorry, only one person per disability.”

Mom: “Okay, my wife is in a scooter, my daughter has a brace on her leg, and my other daughter is a minor. So, five.”

ADA Guard: “Sorry, ma’am. Minors still count as people.”

Mom: “You expect me to leave my eleven-year-old daughter in the general admission area alone?!”

ADA Guard: *doesn’t see the problem* “Yes, ma’am.”

(We ended up getting his manager.)