At a rest area on Interstate 5 there were a dozen unused handicapped spots forcing us to park about a block away to use the rest rooms the other night. Our guest who needed to make the stop was a 90 year old woman who was a WAC in WWII. I once got an earful when I suggested to her that she might consider getting a handicapped hangar for her car. You would have thought that I had called her a retard. The space being used was occupied by two fat people who looked like they were in their thirties. Bad acne was the worst ailment either of them had.
The other day at Costco a (heavy) man came in and got on a courtesy scooter. It wouldn’t work, in fact, he couldn’t get any of them to work.
I saw that man walk around the entire store for at least 20 minutes. He could walk fine. Of course he might have had a heart condition or asthma or something but the only thing that showed was his weight.