I'm sitting here reading this with a blistering spinal headache, because I had to crawl around under my house Monday and Tuesday.
Yeah I get it. I didn't have a handicap placard for years because theres folks without legs. I'd get my wife to drop me off at the door when possible, if I was alone, I'd park as close to a cart return as possible.
Most days my knees hurt so bad I find myself perpetually gritting my teeth m I've gritted my teeth in pain long enough that I now have several cracked molars. I have a appointment with an oral surgeon to have them removed in November. They aren't rotten, they are busted. My bone density is high, so I need an oral surgeon. No, I won't take oxy and other narcotics, I've seen to many examples of how that ends. I can't take anti inflammatory drugs anymore because I fucked my guts up taking them for 15 years. Acetominaphen is out due to my liver, and it doesn't work on my pain in safe doses.
After I retired, and moved to where I live now, I met some neighbors who have handicap placards. They inspired me to finally get a placard. Fuck being embarrassed, if people that have no trouble walking have one, fuck it, I should damn sure have one.
I can't walk around a store without a cart to lean on, I've thought serious about getting a walker...I've got too much pride for that. My wife gives me shit about it.
The problem isn't people that have no placard. The problem is people with a placard that have no real reason to have one.