A typical moment from about a week ago.
I step into the World Vision office with full camera gear, which usually means that I will forego the stairs in favour of the lift. I press the button, the doors open, and a man follows me into the car.
He presses the button for the first floor (the second floor in North America). This is a pet peeve of mine, but I decide, for once, not to make a comment. But I can't help it. "Why didn't you just take the stairs?" I ask. "It's just one storey up."
He smiles at me and nods. I don't think he understands what I said. When the door opens, he shuffles off with a heavy limp, his left leg set in an unnatural direction.
Next time I'll try to follow my first instinct.
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