Spencer; the Myth, the Legend.

I was in a small farming town called Cornelius. Not a whole lot happened there. The people were awesome, and the town had fantastic tacos. One day we went to teach a guy named Spencer. Turns out he was "blind". I use quotes not to be insensitive, but you'll understand later. After  a few visits with him we realized that he only really wanted us to come do service. Not a bad thing, but we really wanted to teach him. My companion and I made a plan to teach him or nothing. We got there and he asked to do service. I agreed even though I didn't want to. we went into the back room of his trailer and he asked us to move the hospital bed to the side of the room where his massage table was, and switch them. I was super confused why he had a massage table, but whatever. That was not the weirdest thing about him. As we are moving the be I realized that the bed was on wheels. I moved the massage table into the hallway, but it got stuck. So I began to lift it up, and it was not making a sound, when Spencer shouts out, "Hey! Don't lift that up! I mean if you are don't." It got super awkward after that. Man was I mad. Turns out he wasn't that blind. I wish I could have told him off, but I was just so confused/upset by my previous decision to dance a jig in front of him while he was talking. I guess he saw that as well.