Normally I’m a very good walking public relations person for blindness, but hey, we’re all human. I have a confession to make, I let a Boston cop walk me across the street for no good reason. Carmen and I were trying to cross the street outside of the Boston Convention Center. It was a confusing intersection because it wasn’t just a four-way traffic flow.
One of Boston’s finest was keeping watch on things and saw me, the woman with a cane, trying to make her way across. He came over, offered to take my elbow, completely stopped traffic, and escorted me across the street making delightful small talk the entire way.
I don’t think he even noticed poor caneless Carmen.
And, even worse, I let him. He was very, very, cute.
Sometimes a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do.
So much for the cause.
One of Boston’s finest was keeping watch on things and saw me, the woman with a cane, trying to make her way across. He came over, offered to take my elbow, completely stopped traffic, and escorted me across the street making delightful small talk the entire way.
I don’t think he even noticed poor caneless Carmen.
And, even worse, I let him. He was very, very, cute.
Sometimes a girl’s got to do what a girl’s got to do.
So much for the cause.
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All right, it sounds like I'm mocking you, but I'm just joking. You've certainly got to appreciate cute guys in uniform while you've got 'em. :)