Unintended Personality Test
There are those who want to hold my arm whenever I start walking and those who forget I can't see until I stumble. Some fear I will be an easy victim, while others just enjoy getting to use my handicapper placard when I'm in the car.
My obese, plagiarizing, pathological-liar friend feared that I would embarrass myself while eating in a restaurant by missing my mouth and smearing food on my face. My sister grieved that I might not be able to see her face.
Kids enjoy testing me and delight in finding the lacunae where I can't see them.