Uneven Exchange

Yesterday, I got onto an elevator with a man in a wheel chair. Because my building includes an office providing services to veterans, and because he was wearing a military t-shirt, I asked him if he was a veteran. He was, and I thanked him for serving.

His was an old-fashioned wheel-chair without a motor, and it took him a second to get off the elevator when we reached the ground level. I held the door for him, and he gave me a hearty "thank you".

I told him he was welcome, but that I didn't think we were quite "even" yet.