Grocery List: Scuba Gear

I’ve experienced unhinged, concerning masking, yet again. Someday I’ll tell the story. My medical exemption is with me at all times, but I’ll not pull it out and flash it at an aggressive man, yes another one. Bullies aren’t entitled to anything they want to demand. They can kiss my ass. I will never cower to them and their bad behavior. 

 

And I like men. Nice, respectful men. With really nice hands. 

 

It’s a shame people act this way. A damn shame.

 

Our resident lunatic, Dr. F has been contradicting himself yet again. Goggles are now recommended.  Are hip waders next?

 

Never have Americans bowed to lunacy as they are now. Because fear. Fear not, fear not. 

 

When people attack others for nonsense, neighbor reporting neighbor, corporations saying, "I don’t want to make exceptions" when ADA laws are clearly involved, we have a very serious problem. Yes, this message has been given to me. Unless I can’t be seen by others, I must mask, regardless of distance, regardless of doctors orders. When not masking my door must remain closed, and I must remain out of sight. This is absurd, complete lunacy. No, this is not my employer, but someone who has the power to affect my employment.

 

I find this unacceptable, and it will not be tolerated.

 

Fair warning.

 

I’m an easy target. 

 

I don’t know how to proceed. 

 

I’m learning. 

 

Little lady in the West.

 

Wear your goggles AND earmuffs, okay? And your hip-waders, scuba outfits and air tanks. When you get a haircut, make sure to please dispose of nasty hazmat properly. Ya just can’t be too careful. If you are bald your chance of surviving is exactly the same as mine, all three or four feet of mane, barring comorbidities: pesky diabetes, fatty-fatty-two-by-four, high blood pressure, you know, the usual suspects.

 

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