I didn’t know she was blind until I walked up to her at the Indian restaraunt we’d agreed to meet at for a late lunch. “Seth?” She asked in reply to my greeting.

It wasn’t just that she stared just past my left shoulder. The labrador retriever with a harness/leash she kept a firm grip on was the real tip-off.

We’d met briefly just a few hours earlier. I had been the hurried guy looking for a client’s office. She was the beautiful woman behind the front desk who gave me detailed directions without even looking at me. I had immediately seen her “cold” response as a challenge and shortly had her phone number and an agreement to grab lunch together.

“Meredith, I didn’t know you were blind.” I blurted out. (Yes, I tend to speak my mind in socially-tense situations when it seems like honesty is the best leg to step on next). Read the full story