Don't Judge A Book by Its Cover

If you were to look at me I appear to have nothing wrong.  Today, like usual we went to Wal-Mart and I rode a jazzy scooter.  Since I've had so much rejection I can't walk very far without getting out of breath.  I always get so many looks, dirty looks for riding the scooters.  I always get dirty looks when I park in a handicap parking space.   I just smile back at them and forgive them because they don't know my situation.  I have had people cuss me out,  watch me get out of my car and follow me to see if something was wrong.  I have had people call the cops on me because I parked in a handicap, when clearly they didn't look like they needed to be in one either, but I didn't know their situation either.   Years ago I had someone key my car because I was parked in a handicap parking spot in my apartment complex.  Really.  I am just so thankful that I have legs and can walk, even if it isn't very far.  So the moral of the story is "don't judge a person by the way they look because you don't know their situation."