I'm the first to admit, I don't always know the social rules. However, when the other vendor called and said Tom was having a party by the pool at 6, it didn't really sound optional.
I made sure Ron looked OK. I wandered around, pushing Ron in his wheelchair, for a little bit, trying to find the pool. I found our business consultant at the bar and we chatted for a few minutes.
I noticed a lot of blind people going to the left, so I followed them. Aha. The pool. I pushed Ron around the side of the pool, literally the blind leading the sighted, to the party.
I met Tom, who told Ron he had 2 kegs of beer and other assorted drinks. Ron got a beer.
As things worked out, I worked out a compromise with Ron - I would put a hold on my not-helping-you-drink policy, for the weekend only. Ron accepted that, and did fine.
He's having some trouble now, but we're home. That's another blog.
We had a good time. I got a hot dog and a diet soda, Ron had a tamale and some other stuff. We found some interesting people and chatted for a while. The program director came up and said hi. I kept it light and friendly when Ron started to say something; and he later thanked me for that.
Ron had a couple more beers and we went back to our room. Night one is over.
I set my alarm on the cell phone and went to bed. We had an early morning.
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