Sitting in a wheelchair - it needs pushing by an able-bodied person - I am about the height of an average 10 year old. It provides an interesting viewpoint. Now, I cannot see over some sales counters. If an assistant is standing, I can see the upper torso and head, a speaking head, not always a pleasant one. It's a similar experience at the store checkout.
I cannot browse in a store from a wheelchair unless whoever is pushing the chair does not mind doing it as well. I am dependent on my driver to place me so I can either reach for something, or, check it, if whatever it is, is within my grasp. Anything else is reliant on being in a position to see what there is and asking for it/them to be selected for me. Patience is in high demand by all parties.
In one store, which mostly sells household goods and bedding - not too big a store - I attempted to use my alternative crutches with my new foot dressing, (a story for another time). To save energy and time I asked directions to my department of interest from an assistant who accidentally came in view. When I specified what I wanted, she left me standing to ask advice from someone shelf-filling and hidden from view. It was the girl's first day....anyone who knew the stock was elsewhere. The store did not have a chair available for me to sit on while we waited for another member of staff....'sorry', she said. A sour assistant who eventually turned up directed me to the opposite of what I asked for. She didn't know much, if anything. I was fed up and gave voice, very politely, to my thoughts.
|There were plenty of these chairs for sale and plastic ones too.|
|This would have been nice to sit on .|