On the 2 train, morning commute…a legally blind man sits with his seeing-eye dog resting comfortably at his feet. The dog is wearing an orange vest and a harness.
Woman: Oh, what a lovely dog! She’s gorgeous.
Man: Thank you. The woman reaches down to pet the dog. Please don’t pet her.
Woman: Why not? I’d really like to pet her.
Man: Right now, she’s working.
Woman: She’s not working. She’s just sitting there. Then she says to the dog: Whuz the pwobwem wit a wittle pat, huh?
Man: She knows that when she has the vest on, she’s working and she can’t be distracted.
Woman: What if you take the vest off? Then can I pet her? To the dog: Take tat wittle west off.
Man, getting frustrated and short: I can’t take the vest off now. She’s working.
Woman: But I’d really like to pet her.
Another man: Hey buddy, this is Fulton Street. You wanted to know when we got to Fulton Street.
Man, grabbing the harness and dashing off the train: Thank goodness.