Once upon a time, the Boipren and I went to a MAJOR department store (the one near the Butt Cup Bakery). Upon entry, he suddenly develops an overwhelming desire to pee. Thus being faithful (clingy) girlfriend, I waited for him near the military-like lines of fishtanks.

When I was there, pretending to be interested in erm, things displayed nearby, an old lady in a wheelchair manoevred herself into the narrow row in between the fishtanks to go into the handicapped toilet. I had to move out of the row to give the lady some ‘wheeling’ space. However, what happened after that, forced the lady to cancel all her plans on using the toilet and made me think,

“WHAT IN THE WORLD..?!!!”.

Armed with a camera phone, and stealth picture taking tactics, I show you, how we are discriminating and ostracising the handicapped.

This is the little narrow row where the lady had to wheel through. Straight ahead you can see the sign for the handicapped toilet. It’s huge, big and red. You can’t miss it.

Watch when Mr. Hand opens the door. Lo and behold, boxes! Have they ran out of storing spaces?

This has made the toilet absolutely impossible for usage.

Take a closer look at the sink?

😦

Of course, the lady could’ve used the normal toilets which we normal able-bodied people use. However, as you can see below, unless the wheelchair happens to be, abnormally narrow, or fitted with a revolutional digital size-reduction device, I doubt that it is possible.

More boxes!

Amusing? Yes. Embarassing? Yes. Discrimination? Hell YES.