Franchise fuel stations by law must have restrooms accessible for the disabled. Local Mr Patel disagrees with this, and plays dumb with a locked gate or locked access doors to 2 luxurious restrooms meant only for his own.
Today while running errands was the third time my Code Red diabetic a$$ has begged Mr Patel to provide access while he played stupid. 3 trips to the back with "no it is open or someone is just in there" and I finally slammed my hand on the door repeatedly to prove no one was in there. The first two times the chain link gate was actually locked and Patel shrugged and walked away.
Next time he's earning his diesel commission with Dalit work cleaning up around his restroom access if it's too Dalit for him to use 409 and paper towels daily in a legally required public bog. If he sues me for using his gas station wall, I'll sue for lack of disabled accessibility with no public restrooms for 10 miles in all directions.
If Patels had a family motto it would be "We are not Dalit and don't you forget it". Meanwhile the rest of us with a little humility own up to our own Dalit work, because this is America. Clean where you crap, Bhuti. No wonder Siddhartha thought it was all bullshit 2500 years ago. It's still bullshit. If your lame excuse is rural smackheads, install blue lights for invisible veins and wipe a gotdamn toilet. Or don't buy a franchise bodega with bad fried chicken and talk like you're the diesel king of Sassafras County because you could only afford a franchise loan and not medical school.
Sudden business idea: "Rent-A-Dalit" gas station service, except charge $350 a week per Patel for daily bog maintenance, let them yell at you about it while collecting, make a mint setting aside your pride at Bhuti's expense, and buy a bigger house than his.
Because, well, again...this is America.
