My sister, who is also visually impaired, told me a funny story about how presuming, rather than seeing, led to a sticky situation.
On a hot summer, sleep-with-the-windows-open night she was climbing into bed when she remembered that she had not put mosquito repellent on herself or the kids. She picked up the stick of repellent, pulled off the lid and smeared a large stripe on her forehead and then a long stripe up each arm and leg. As she was quickly heading for the children’s room, she notice that it felt a bit funny and did not smell at all like citronella. She turned the light on and had a closer look – it was glue stick.
Same colour tube and same colour lid! Needless to say, her sense of humour is still in tact!