Gimpy growl
I am not obviously disabled. In fact, I’m not really disabled at all. Sure, some days (like today) I hurt. But I get by, even then.
So I really haven’t any objective justification for the growl I am about to unleash. Nevertheless.
The SLIS computer lab has one workstation with an adjustable-height desk, designated as accessible. It is the only workstation on which the back-of-CPU ports are easy to get to, such that I can plug in my Kinesis keyboard. It is also the only workstation whose desk lowers (yes, lowers) far enough to offer ergonomically-correct seating. (Though nothing in here is really ergonomically correct; the monitors ought to be raised further. Can be lived with, however.)
And yet the workstation in question is first-come-first-served. More often than not, I either forego my Kinesis altogether or end up crawling on the floor to reach up to the ports.
It didn’t bother me when a notice appeared on the said desk asking that it be left raised for accessibility purposes, even though my particular issue needs it to be lowered. You know, whatever; I don’t mind cranking it back up when I’m finished. But I am just selfish enough to wish my fellow SLISters would let me accommodate my gimpy arm more easily.