Not me.

I grovel, I keep my eyes down, I "sir" or "ma'am" everyone. I bend over backwards to try to keep up with whatever the 'bark du jour' is about so I don't inconvenience someone or draw retaliatory attention to myself.

Doesn't matter. It's the luck of the draw what kind of rules and behavior are in place.

I consider myself lucky that I am not wheelchair-bound, don't have any surgical appliances that mandate a backroom strip, I'm not a little child being told to let a stranger run his hands through my hair. I'm just a charter member of the 'grope-for-life' club because I'm unable to assume and hold the position.