Being Wrong About Stereotypes
Me and a couple of friends were at the pub last night chatting nonsense, when we see a skinny whippet of a lad, more gold on him than Tutankhamun's death mask, and walking like he's carrying a couple of carpets under his arms walk across the floor, whilst holding hands with a similar looking chavette (well, it seemed that way).

We immediately start wondering aloud why idiots like that are allowed to breed, let alone come into our pubs. Imagine our surprise when he approaches the bar, and asks the girl what she'd like to eat. She turns (and we see her face for the first time) and we are shocked to see that she appeared to have severe learning difficulties, and was being helped.

This lad that we'd been looking at like something we'd stepped in only a few seconds earlier was actually a carer for this young lady, as we discovered when we walked around the corner to find a group of about 5 helpers, and a group of special needs adults.

Just shows we judged too quickly, and I for one was very glad to be proven wrong.

When was the last time you were proven to be wrong, and been glad about it?
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Fri 25 Jul 2008, 15:45, Reply)