Setting: Saturday morning breakfast with a group my husband belongs to. Spouses included.
The conversation was lively. Seated next to me was a couple new to the club and they were understandably quiet, but still engaged in the chatter and laughter. About an hour in, the wife turns to me:
Woman: “What do you do?”
Me: I briefly explain my vision situation
Woman: “Are you going to get a (seeing eye) dog?”
