I think I was wrong about disabledism. It exists alright, and I hate it. I was in the buss station today waiting for the 20 to come home from Crewe. After a few minutes it came, and I started towards it. The driver, however, gestured that I should go to the part of the station where the bus could pull alongside better, so I did. I waited patiently, in the cold, but a few minutes later I saw the bus pull out and leave without me. The driver could have forgotten, but I strongly suspect that he just didn’t want the hassle of a wheelchair-using passenger. I’ve had problems with this particular driver before – a polish guy with a moustache; I don’t think he likes me, or, rather, my disability.

The next 20 would have been ages, so I rode over to campus to get the intersite, but instead of the accusable bus which should have been going back and forth at that time, they had a double decker. This is, and can only be, prejudice against disabled people.