I am standing in the middle open part of Barkly Square. Thought I'd take a break and sat on the stairs. This person stands near me and isn't wearing a mask. So at this stage of the proceedings, a number of scenarios come to mind.
Some kind of medical exemption
Some kind of mental illness
Some kind of self righteous wanker
I am wearing a shield and not a mask, so the person can see my look of confusion, and the look of pure indignation was a beacon for scenario three being the one as far as this person is concerned.
maybe combined with a bit of scenario two.
then came the words "so do you have a problem with me not wearing a mask?"
"yes but not for the reasons you think"
"and what are those reasons?"
"you are exhausting and beyond boring. a week ago I might have been annoyed, but now you make me feel sad to the core of my being. I hate all of this but at least I have some rudimentary idea of the common good"
so this pillar of joy storms off into the mall. a few moments later I am walking past the supermarket and there was yelling at the counter. Can you guess who was yelling?
what did this person expect? some kind of magical exemption?
whatever your agenda, ideals or even your general outlook on life.
please, this is so tiring.
just let it go.
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