Before I can really register my anger, "What did you say?" comes spewing out. Blank stare.
"What did you say?"
"Um, nothing."
"I'm pretty sure I heard you say he's crazy."
"Yeah..."
Even.
"He's not crazy. He's autistic. It means that he thinks differently, but he is still a person and he deserves to be treated as such." I don't blink. "Do you understand?"
"Yes..."
"Good."
So angry, for no real reason. He doesn't know better, I know that logically, but I guess I feel that if I let kids get away with "they didn't know better", then I can't expect adults to know better either. Fuck that, I'll teach them myself.