I live in a medium sized apartment complex (26 or so townhouse units) owned by a wealthy but harmless nutjob. He's my age, if that makes a difference.
Anyways, my son was outside pacing. A guy was out building a fence on our premises. The guy called my son over to talk to him. This guy turned out the be the builder of the apartments and a friend of Nutjob Landlord. He was telling my son that his son has the same disability, only more severe.
Actually, my son enjoyed talking to him.
Apparently Nutjob Landlord told this guy about my son's disability. It's sort of icky to know that we're the topic of discussion with someone we don't even know.
Of course I'm discussing Nutjob Landlord with you...but STILL!