3 things in one day

 

this was on a Sunday. I have no idea what it would mean if it happened on any other day. Sometimes it is either everything or nothing. I've had my fair share of nothing for a while; maybe it was time for a bit of everything.

1. So late morning and half the people on the tram aren't wearing face masks. There is one distinct exception to the rule however, as the majority of them are drinking. They are alcoholics and swilling cans of beer or mixer - all late on a Sunday morning. It still seals the deal for me as to what is the point of face masks. I think of the sum total of people during the week not wearing masks and this moment just seals the deal. Overall, if people can't be bothered, why should I? Yet I comply. I hate it, but I comply.

2. I am outside the front of the supermarket and I decide to clean my eye glasses using a hand sanitizing wipe from the dispenser out front. This woman walks up to me and asks if I am allowed to do this. My response is that I am doing it anyway, but if you have any great concern, maybe you could report it to the authorities. Or maybe you could go away and mind your own business. She was offended and stormed off in a huff, but strangely not so upset as to actually report it to anyone - and that was my suggestion. This makes me think what insane draconian measures people would come up with if they let their imagination run wild if they were in charge. Death penalties for all kinds of things.

3. I eat my lunch at the climbing wall across the road from Barkly Square. Two kids are playing there and one of them asks what am I eating. Before I can respond the mother walks up and says that our family are having quiet, private time together and she would appreciate that I not say anything to my children. I haven't said a word and stated that her kid approached me and said something. Her response? Nevertheless, just say nothing. I asked for quid pro quo. In turn, can you keep away from me? At best, you are mentally unhinged and I fear for the future of your children. As she was getting heated and animated I turned and walked away. Part of me wanted to really provoke her and say you've caught me on a Sunday, I usually assign my serial killing to a Thursday.

But that would require effort and based on the sum total events of today; basically, I am exhausted.