To pity or not to pity...

Over the weekend, I passed by ortigas Ave. in Greenhills. While stuck in traffic near the Santolan intersection, I saw this young man in his early teens with deformities on all four of his limbs. He was selling Sampaguita garlands. From afar, I thought, "wow, that's very industrious of him, given his physical limitations."

When he got to me, his height reached only just above the lower part of my window. I politely shook my head and waved him to move on.

Now, this part is disturbing.

He looked into the car and looked straight down to my legs. I was wearing walking shorts so half my thighs were showing. Then he licked his lips, looked at me and started leering and making facial expressions as if to tell me what he intended to do with me.

Note, he never offered his garlands again after looking in.

I felt so violated. All pity evaporated. Instead, I felt utter disgust!

I waved him off with a stern expression on my face, but he just went on with what he was doing, occasionally looking down to my legs. So, I just surged the car forward. Thankfully, he went away after that.

He was practically a quadruplegic and he had no manners whatsoever! It was like his physial appearance simply mirrored his disgusting behavior.

In the end, he was a guy afterall, with his lower head working more than the higher one... Why are there too many of those around?

=)K