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First of all, let me preface this story with the fact that I am normally a keep-to-myself kind of person...'Don't start nothin, won't be nothin'...you do your thing, I'll do mine and we'll get along fine...BUT...
Standing in line at Walmart today, no mask because my asthma makes it difficult for me to wear one, so I am 'medically exempt', and there's a guy in front of me who just won't shut up, talking to the young lady in front of him, she had her young daughter in the cart...he's going on and on and on about everything, diarrhea of the mouth, kept on spewing, only pausing long enough to take another breath so he could continue rambling...anyone could see she really didn't want to speak to him...and finally it's her turn to unload her items on the counter, surprisingly he goes quiet for just one moment..and I'm thinking to myself: 'Don't turn around, don't turn around...' but as sure as the sun is going to rise in the East tomorrow morning, he does exactly that...turns around, looks at me and the very first thing out of his mouth to me is 'Make sure you keep the hell back, you don't have a mask on' (I was back six feet for sure)...now, this guy is wearing a regular old 'bandana/handkerchief' (think Old West Bandit, tied behind his head and pointing down, wide open underneath)
Me: 'And what is the filtration rate of your mask?'
Him: 'I don't know'
Me: 'Well, I know....it's ZERO'
Then he picks up a 3-foot metal rod from his basket, levels it about a foot away from my chest and says 'That's why I have this, to keep people back'...
I guess I've finally had enough of the last nine months of the Mask Nazis. I'm tired of the lockdowns, I'm tired of the restrictions and the regulations. I'm tired of the smug, holier-than-thou people. I'm tired of it all. But I was really surprised at myself when I glared back and with a completely dead-serious look on my face told him: 'Anyone who jabs a stick at me is gonna get it shoved up their ass'.
I don't even know where that came from. Like I said, I normally just keep to myself. But I said it, it was done, it was out there and I wasn't going to apologize for it.
He turned back around, put that metal rod back in his cart and went back to keeping about his business of checking out. Didn't turn around again, never said another word to me. He just checked out and then left, like any other normal shopper. Thinking about it later, I realized I was at the point that I just didn't care about throwing down and getting into a fight if it came to that. I'm tired of people like him. I'm sure I wasn't the first person he's done that too, either. Amazing how social bullies like him back down right away when you stand your ground. Giving them silence (being courteous) only empowers them the keep up their adversarial behavior. They're weak when someone calls them out.
Standing in line at Walmart today, no mask because my asthma makes it difficult for me to wear one, so I am 'medically exempt', and there's a guy in front of me who just won't shut up, talking to the young lady in front of him, she had her young daughter in the cart...he's going on and on and on about everything, diarrhea of the mouth, kept on spewing, only pausing long enough to take another breath so he could continue rambling...anyone could see she really didn't want to speak to him...and finally it's her turn to unload her items on the counter, surprisingly he goes quiet for just one moment..and I'm thinking to myself: 'Don't turn around, don't turn around...' but as sure as the sun is going to rise in the East tomorrow morning, he does exactly that...turns around, looks at me and the very first thing out of his mouth to me is 'Make sure you keep the hell back, you don't have a mask on' (I was back six feet for sure)...now, this guy is wearing a regular old 'bandana/handkerchief' (think Old West Bandit, tied behind his head and pointing down, wide open underneath)
Me: 'And what is the filtration rate of your mask?'
Him: 'I don't know'
Me: 'Well, I know....it's ZERO'
Then he picks up a 3-foot metal rod from his basket, levels it about a foot away from my chest and says 'That's why I have this, to keep people back'...
I guess I've finally had enough of the last nine months of the Mask Nazis. I'm tired of the lockdowns, I'm tired of the restrictions and the regulations. I'm tired of the smug, holier-than-thou people. I'm tired of it all. But I was really surprised at myself when I glared back and with a completely dead-serious look on my face told him: 'Anyone who jabs a stick at me is gonna get it shoved up their ass'.
I don't even know where that came from. Like I said, I normally just keep to myself. But I said it, it was done, it was out there and I wasn't going to apologize for it.
He turned back around, put that metal rod back in his cart and went back to keeping about his business of checking out. Didn't turn around again, never said another word to me. He just checked out and then left, like any other normal shopper. Thinking about it later, I realized I was at the point that I just didn't care about throwing down and getting into a fight if it came to that. I'm tired of people like him. I'm sure I wasn't the first person he's done that too, either. Amazing how social bullies like him back down right away when you stand your ground. Giving them silence (being courteous) only empowers them the keep up their adversarial behavior. They're weak when someone calls them out.