|Chrystie Lose, aka Twysted Sam
One of my cousins has been living in Japan for the past year and is working as a teacher there, teaching English. He writes a wonderful blog about his experiences called "Take Your Shoes Off, Watch Your Head." In his post titled Yin and Yang: From the Outside In, he wrote about how assumptions are made about him as an American living in Japan.
When I read this post, I really understood his feelings and frustrations on a very personal level because I find people make assumptions about me quite often these days, too. Some create positive experiences, and others leave me feeling frustrated or even angry.
The thing about my current state of health is that while I may have a "life-ending" illness, I look healthy, and unless you knew me before, it’s not obvious that anything is "wrong" until I speak. Since ALS is not common and most people know very little about it, it is highly unlikely that people would ever make that assumption.
As I've mentioned before, when I interact with people who don't know me, they often make the quick assumption that I am deaf. If they know sign, they will begin signing to me automatically. Fortunately for me, because most of them know more sign language than I do at this point, they also talk as they sign. Since I am still a beginner, this is really helpful. Just to be clear, I do not try to pass myself off as deaf. I always let them know I am hearing unless the interaction is too quick to make it worthwhile. I don't wish to embarrass (most) people either, but on the other hand, I feel they should know that not all of their assumptions are correct.
Most of the experiences I have are positive and people are thoughtful, helpful and kind, such as employees at the library, post office, grocery store, Target, Walmart, Dunkin' Donuts, etc. One Target employee recently typed the answer to my question into his phone before I realized what he was doing — I thought he was doing a stock check.
On the other hand, there are a few situations where people react differently when they jump to conclusions. One woman (in her late 40s?) I encountered at a local business groaned as soon as I began to speak to her, thinking I couldn't hear her I'm guessing, and then slowly and a little too loudly asked me to wait a few minutes for the owner to return. She then went to the back and had an unprofessional phone conversation that I can only hope she assumed I couldn't hear.
Then the other day I encountered a man who said something very rude and wildly inappropriate after assuming I couldn't hear him. I gave him the one finger "sign" that I've known for years and figured I was lucky I was in my car and not face to face with him because I honestly might have hit him.
Three other times people have come to the door and tried to sell me things or asked me to support their candidate, but once I speak, they find a way to leave very quickly. At times like this, their assumptions are helpful. At other times, I find them rude or at least insensitive.
It's funny how people make such quick assumptions and think its OK to act in a way they wouldn't dare act if they took the time to find out that I can hear. Not long ago I heard one person, whom I've never met or spoken to, describe me as deaf and mute to another person. All I could think was, "Why?" Why was it important for him to share something about a complete stranger, especially since he was wrong and had no idea what he was talking about?
The truth is, we are all guilty of making incorrect assumptions about others from time to time. I know I am guilty of it myself, but over the years, I have really tried to learn from mistakes I've made in dealing with other people. This illness has left me in a position of depending on others for help at an age decades younger than I ever would have expected and in ways I never imagined.
I have always been very self-reliant, the kind of person that just gets things done, but now I can't even make a phone call for myself. I can't call to schedule an appointment for a haircut or a dental cleaning or to have my dog groomed or to book a flight or question my cable bill or whatever. I also cannot go through a drive-thru to order food or drinks. While I am not a big drive-thru person since I don't eat a lot of fast food, there are times when I would like to use it to get iced tea from Dunkin’ Donuts or lunch to go from Panera. In some ways, these might seem like frivolous things to worry about, but it’s the loss of freedom to do simple things I took for granted, and should take for granted because they are so simple, that is frustrating as well as the knowledge that this is just the beginning.
I guess in sharing all of this I hope that, as you encounter people day to day, you might take a moment to consider if the assumptions you are making about them are correct or are you making an assumption that is not only wrong but might be hurtful.
It could be the person in the electric scooter at the store in front of you, the clerk who gave you the wrong change, the person who seems to have no patience with anyone and is rude because of it, the child or teen who acts out or simply ignores you, or whatever you may encounter, has more going on than what meets the eye.
Everyone has a bad day now and then, yet other people might be dealing with more than you can imagine. Sometimes it’s so easy to forget when we are dealing with our own troubles, and it’s easier to blame others for their bad behavior than it is to remember to have compassion for them.
Of course, some people are just plain insensitive and mean on a regular basis. They may not have an excuse, or maybe they were dropped on their heads as babies, I don't know, but I would rather try to spare a little kindness for them than let them ruin my day.
I figure if I can get through each day and keep smiling, I've done my part to keep the world in balance for now.
Originally posted by TwystedSam on Oct. 12, 2012, under the title Assumptions.
About the Author
In 2012, I started the year as a 42-year-old woman with seriously curly hair, blue eyes and a growing medical concern. My speech had deteriorated to a point that made me very hard to understand. One day, while getting lunch at my favorite taco stand, I gave the name Sam for my order. Sam was easy for me to say and, hopefully, nobody would ask me how to spell it. (People are always asking how to spell my given name, which I can no longer say clearly.) So now I am Sam to the new people I meet.
Then, in April 2012, I was diagnosed with ALS. With that devastating news, Twysted Sam was born and I started this blog where I can vent, share and just be me. For all of you who are interested in my ramblings, I hope you get something out of this too, even if it’s just a good laugh or cry or whatever. So, the journey begins ...