Another Life Lesson - Go Figure.
June 28, 2007
Tomorrow, my college tuition payment is due. The money hasn’t been released yet from the government. This is an issue. I called the college to ask them if it would be ok to send in the paperwork proving we had applied to take the money out and that it is there, but according to the lady they need some sort of money down payment. Now I could do the installment plan and pay a small chunk of it tomorrow, and then the rest of it when the money comes in…but we still have to find a way to pay this by tomorrow. We can do it by telephone or by online banking. How long does it take for it to be official anyway with online banking? A day? Three days? I don’t have a whole heck of a lot of time left. Dad won’t be home from work until late, and then he’ll do it - so I’ve got even less time then if I had done it myself now. I suppose I could ask him to telephone bank it, but I don’t know how that works really. No paperwork is involved. At least with the net I can print out a little thing saying it was paid, can’t I? Man I’m so techie ‘tarded. And worried sick. If I don’t pay, I don’t register. That’s the bottom line. If my payment is late, my spot isn’t secured, that’s the other bottom line.
Anyway, I’m somebody’s worker now. I was really nervous about working with Bashful, I didn’t know what to expect or anything like that. I’ve never worked with someone before. I was surprised at how easy it was. I thought that because he was shy it was going to be difficult, but he seemed to warm up to me. We ate at the mall food court and he told me all about his crappy job and about how he really wants to quit because people throw rocks at him (he cleans at some sort of fast food place). Apparently his managers don’t do anything to help him, and he’s sick of cleaning the food out of his hair. That really depressed me, Bashful’s a good guy and he’s really nice. I don’t understand why people are intimidated by the different and instead of leaving well enough alone they act on their intimations so they feel bigger and they do things like that. It angers me. It also reminds me of that post I wrote a while ago about developmentally disabled people getting stuck in low paying, crappy jobs. Or they get stuck in low paying, crappy jobs where people throw rocks and food at them while they try to do their job and their managers do nothing about it. From the stuff Bashful told me, the poor guy has had nothing but people being mean to him or not helping him. His teachers and his own parents didn’t help him, so he lives with his uncle and dropped out of school.
If you are one of those people who scoffs at someone who is different, whether they have a developmental disability or not, I’d like to smack you personally in the face. Do you realize that you cause pain and emotional scarring to someone when you do that? Do you think before you throw a rock or food at some poor kid trying to do his job? Even if you aren’t the type of person to throw a rock or food at a developmentally disabled person, but you do laugh, I’d still like to smack you. Put yourself in that situation and think twice before you laugh. Is it really funny? Or are you the pathetic one? If you don’t know the answer, its simple: you are the pathetic one every time you laugh, scoff, or throw rocks at someone who is developmentally disabled. If you are the type of person who thinks that people who are DD shouldn’t have the same options as people who are “normal” do, then do yourself a favour and run into on coming traffic. Everyone is entitled to having the same opportunities as anyone else in this here country. This is the 21st century, get used to being equal with everybody. If you think that way, I want nothing to do with you. Simple as that. Everyone deserves fair opportunity and the right to be treated equally, everyone. Don’t you dare think for one minute that because you don’t have any health problems that you are better then someone who doesn’t. I am so sick of my friends with DD being treated like shit because people have their heads stuck far up their asses.
Anyway, for those of you who haven’t had to throw yourself into oncoming traffic because you aren’t a dickweed, the rest of the night went pretty well. We saw Next and it was actually really awesome. After the movie, Bashful’s dad came and picked him up and Nifty came and picked me up. We hung out for a bit and Nifty slept over, but he had to leave at like 6:30am to go to work for 7. It’s his last day at Denny’s.
And today I am going to get my hair cut. It will be completely different and new, don’t you worry. I’ll post pictures of it, a before and after picture, later on. It looked like it was going to rain when I was up with Nifty at 6 this morning, but luckily the clouds have moved on and it shouldn’t rain on my Commencement Ceremony.
Edit: My dad and I drove all the way down to the college just to get an extension on the tuition payment deadline. I now have until next Friday, which is good because the money came in today and won’t be official until tomorrow. Even if my mom and I drove down to the school again tomorrow with the cheque it wouldn’t be cashed until Tuesday due to the long weekend. But I have an extension! Yay!
June 29th, 2007 at 3:04 pm
< ![CDATA[I'm glad you got the payment in on time!
And I scoff at everyone equally, whether they're disabled or not.]]>
June 29th, 2007 at 4:09 pm
< ![CDATA[Well then that means you don't have to throw yourself into oncoming traffic - you are treating everyone equally :P]]>
July 1st, 2007 at 6:54 pm
< ![CDATA["do yourself a favour and run into on coming traffic" -- nice!]]>
July 2nd, 2007 at 5:00 pm
< ![CDATA[I agree! ;)]]>