Braille

Braille in books. How special it is. It allows blind people to read. That’s awesome. Thank you, Mr. Braille, who decided to use tiny little bumps to change the world. Here’s my small tribute to you:
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Braille on signs. This is the worst idea ever. It does not make any practical sense, I do not get it. Why, oh why, would you put Braille on signs that blind people can’t even find in the first place?

Potential Real Life Occurrence:
Exhibit A: Man with 20/20 vision pulls up to a gas station and walks inside to use the restroom. 20/20 vision allows the man to not only find the restroom, but to also see the sign marking “Men’s Restroom.” While waiting to use the toilet, Man notices Braille on the bathroom sign. “Interesting,” Man thinks. “Now how would that work?” Man enters restroom, relieves himself, and continues on with life.

Exhibit B: Blind man walks up to a gas station (with the help of his seeing-eye dog) and goes inside to use the restroom. Blind man searches and searches for the restroom. Blind man runs hands along every wall; he knows that there is Braille on the bathroom sign. Blind man cannot find sign. Blind man continues to search. Blind man becomes frustrated and irate; he was told he could find restroom with Braille on sign. Blind man wets himself and leaves the gas station a physical, mental, and emotional wreck.

Julia’s solution to the blind-finding-the-restroom epidemic that may be sweeping the nation as we speak:
Slather bathroom door handles with bacon. The seeing-eye dog will be able to quickly and effectively locate the bathroom. No blind people will be forced to wet themselves ever again.

Lets keep Braille in books, people, and bacon on door handles.