Me: Standing in line at Rite Aid, dripping in sweat with my glasses completely fogged up because of a too-tight makeshift face mask -- only my third time out of my apartment in three weeks.
Her: Standing directly behind me, halfway up my ass -- despite the GIANT blue pieces of social-distancing tape.
Me: Biting my tongue because I'm next at the register.
[pause as customer in front of me pays]
Her: Fully up my ass as I gather my bags having just paid.
Me [turns to face her]: "You are making me REALLY uncomfortable."
Her: nervous giggle.
Me: "I'm not kidding. SIX FEET."
Her: "Come on, I'm a pharmacist and I just worked 100 hours."
Me [incredulous]: "That makes it even worse. You of all people should know better."
Her: Still all but touching my shoulder.
Me: GET. AWAY. FROM. ME." {hands flapping like a lunatic]
[Exit door left]
Received this when I got home!
I’m sorry for your discomfort but knowing you, you did really well. I know you are in a very unsafe place now. How do you get your groceries, do either of you cook a Lot. Hug kiss from psycho Florida, Hang in there Kenneth Walsh.
ReplyDeleteIf you can, place the bottom of your glasses outside the mask and that helps with the fogging.
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