Anyway.
A little story. A few weeks ago, the power went out, and we took a drive to check it out. It was kind of a bitch getting around the house to get to the van, as with the power out, the garage door wouldn't open, and there's no chair-friendly walkway. Something I intend to fix over the break. So anyway, when we got back, I parked out front. In the morning, I was going somewhere, and there was a note on the windshield (Wasn't a bitch getting that off, being 3 freakin' feet tall now...) about please not parking in front of the neighbor's walk.
So I figured la~de~da, whatever. I usually park in front of the garage anyway.
I got back from wherever I was going, and had to take Nicole to the hospital. (Long story, she's ok.) As we're leaving, I see the neighbor, who comes over, and starts expanding on his wish for me to not park out front, because he and his wife are "old", and they something or something.
It's cool dude, no worries, I understand. I tell him. Was kind of interested in getting to the hospital, but didn't want to totally blow him off.
Anyway, today Nicole was out in the garage, and he came over. "Hi howya doin?" They start talking, and she comments that she's just moving things around so I can get to them a little easier. He looks around, sees the 3rd (or fourth, I dunno) hand powerchair I picked up at the thrift store a few days ago, (75 bucks, and it works. Total steal.) the stand frame, (though surely he didn't know what the hell that was) and the lift down on the van.

She saw the light-bulb go on, as he figured out I was a guy in a wheelchair. She didn't say anything about the note, and neither did he. Eventually he went home.

The whole thing didn't bother me much. (Ok, that note kind of pissed me off, but whatever. It's his walk.) It was cool to hear the story though. He hasn't ever seen me in the chair, and it's not like I have a DP sticker on my forehead or something. So untill he saw all the "adaptive equipment", in his eyes I was just some young punk in a big assed Short Bus (I mean sniper-van) who screwed up his parking plan that day.