I don't have words to describe the difference between the way people look at me at Meijer when I'm in my jacket with my cane and when I have my jacket off and it's obvious I work there with my cane.  The difference is in such contrast you wouldn't even believe I was the same person. We had two separate paying customers who were looking for a high-chair for their children to sit on in the little common area between the deli and Starbucks. Bald dude was in a hair net today. :( Starbucks could use a hand broom and a coffee brush.  It would really makes a lot of shit easier. I could use a kneepad for my good knee. For kneeling down. Seeing people's phones sticking out of their skin-tight back pockets of their pants is fucking annoying as fuck. Stacey likes half the caramel drizzle on top of her Caramel Macchiato.