To the woman who made fun of me today at Target,

I just wanted to let you know that I saw you make fun of me.  I don’t think you knew I was watching, I was towards the back in the store, tucked out of sight a few rows away. 

I get it, I really do, I make an easy target. What with my unnaturally slow gait, arms that are always lifted just so, the slack jawed look on my face. You’re not the first person to make fun of me, you’re not even the first person to do it in front of me. It’s been happening for as long as I can remember. Continue reading