...but now I see

I was sitting in a coffee shop in downtown Anchorage, killing time and playing on the 'net. I had been there for several hours on account that I had almost 12 to slaughter. Anyway, it was the kind of place that locked their restrooms to prevent non customers from wandering in and relieving themselves; the key was tied to an espresso filter and left laying on the counter. All this was explained in a sign on the bathroom door

A blind man comes into the shop, wagging about his cane. He goes over to the restroom-- I think nothing of it. About ten minutes later, I too needed to use the facilities. I get the key, head to the restroom, and find the blind man and his cane patiently waiting outside, apparently under the impression the lavatory was occupied-- clearly, he was unable to read the sign.

Overcome with a sense of awkwardness, I returned the key to the counter and fled into the gray Alaskan afternoon.

It occurred to me that this might have made me a terrible person. Karma confirmed this.

At the airport, right before boarding the plane, a man says to me, "Has anyone ever told you that you look like Larry the Cable Guy?" I, quite frankly, wanted to die. I hurried onto the plane and sat down for my five hour flight, only to discover a banshee infant to my right and an ape-like child napping to my left. The ape-like child was very well behaved for the entire flight; the banshee child lived up to it's name.

I am very tired.