Sitting at a window seat in a downtown restaurant I noticed a well dressed attractive couple in their early thirties get out of an expensive gleaming vehicle. I could see that they had parked illegally and was moved to tell them when I noticed that there was a disabled sticker on the dashboard.

Now forgive me if I sound judgmental because I don’t think that I am. This couple walked down the street with poise and purpose. I couldn’t help thinking that they weren’t disabled in any way so what’s the deal? Is this just a case of entitlement? I can tell that that two things happened for me. Firstly I noticed that I felt angry. Secondly I wondered to myself, “What is it that I try to get away with “and do I have any entitlements going on in me?
Now that was worth mulling over at dinner.